I'm talking about you
And they say that I've gone mad
I don't know what to do
I have been kinda sad
Since you left me baby
Since you went away
Yea it's been crazy
Oh what can I say
I really really miss you but you never reply
I think that if you don't come I'll rather die
Mailman bring me my love back
I know it's hard to keep track
Mailman I've been kinda sad
I sent it in a letter
And never got no love back
I keep losing my mind here
But you don't seem to mind
You never appear
You're never really kind
You left me no choice
But to go insane
I hear you voice
From every inch inside my brain
I really really miss you but you never reply
I think that if you don't come I'll rather die
Mailman bring me my love back
I know it's hard to keep track
Mailman I've been kinda sad
I sent it in a letter
And never got no love back
Oh oh oh oh no
Oh oh oh I’ll go insane
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