A love letter came through the mail, it said, "I miss you." I ripped it up and flushed with the tissue try to forget you, I ain't got nothing against you, we human, we all got issues. But I'm tired of being tired of being tired, that part of me done died, I see it then I don't act like I'm blind, I'm confident it won't be one of my mine, I know emotions come with lies, so I tell the truth all the time.