Letra da Música: Mrs. Insane - Note to Amy

Broken window
Just reflects
That you were at my door
I was there
Behind a couch
I changed the locks once more

And I watched
In denial
As tears rained from your face
The salty sweat
From your soul
The pre-cum of your rage

And I know I've said
I would never let you go
All those nights I took you
Screaming in my pillow
They are a burden now
The paradox of the words
In the phrase: you'll have to go

I make a coffee
Imagine you
'Revenga' through your veins
Sit and wait
Until the phone
Delivers me new stains

The staccato
Of your words
Sharp messengers of blame
They fill the room
A hateful note
Signed Mrs. Insane

Another visit from her loyal friend Sorrow
He takes a seat and says he will never let me goÂ…