Special Delivery - Bridget Kelly

Wrote him goodbye letter today

With conviction in every stroke

Licked the envelope and sent it away

Wanted to do it the old fashioned way

Didn’t want no text or tweeting

Wanted him to feel every word that I say

Boy I hope these tears I cry

On the paper don’t dry

Before it make it to your side

I want you to know what it feels like

When your heart is done I’m so tired

I hope when he reads these words

This hurt I feel bleeds through

Before the ink dry

I want you to know what it feels like

When your heart is done

I’m so tired

So I need you to

Hurry hurry please mr.

mailman

Overnight it if you can

I need you to feel me, feel me

This is a special delivery

Hurry hurry now before I take it back

Before he cleans up his act

I need you to feel me, feel me

This is a special delivery

Got me saying ohhh, special delivery

This is a special delivery

Funny how words take a life on their own

When you said you love me

That’s what I believed

But I was so wrong baby

Boy in your arms I never felt more alone

But now that I got me back

Got my heart on track

I’m moving on

Boy I hope these tears I cry

On the paper don’t dry

Before it make it to your side

I want you to know what it feels like

When your heart is done I’m so tired

I hope when he reads these words

This hurt I feel bleeds through

Before the ink dry

I want you to know what it feels like

When your heart is done

I’m so tired

So I need you to

Hurry hurry please mr.

mailman

Overnight it if you can

I need you to feel me, feel me

This is a special delivery

Hurry hurry now before I take it back

Before he cleans up his act

I need you to feel me, feel me

This is a special delivery

Got me saying ohhh, special delivery

This is a special delivery