For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

You know I feel so good Well, I feel so good Feel like ballin' the jack My baby's comin' home You know I feel so good, I I feel so good I hope I always will You know I feel so good, that I I got a letter

For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

So, I'm writing' you this letter between rests 'Cause yesterday a bullet found my chest And I don't got the energy to dress myself And I can't walk without help I can't remember why I joined this war And I can't tell you what we're fighting' for I guess

Baby, let's put the X in sex Love's like a muscle and you make me wanna flex Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye Let's put the X in sex I got a letter just the other day She sent a picture, but she didn't sign her name She wore high heels

You're a true friend You're here till the end When something ain't right Talk with me now and into the night You pull me aside 'Til it's alright again A true friend We sign our cards and letters BFF You've got a million ways to make me laugh

But I don't know just where to begin The way I've been treated by my so called friends They're the greatest thing in the world Yes, I want to write a letter Yes, I want to write a letter, people Well, I tell you, it's a sin, people Yes, if I got a dollar

I said do you, 'cause I'm through Hold on, I won't so carry on, hey Ah, carry on, carry on, yeah I said uhu, so you found another bed you'd rather sleep in tonight, yeah I said uhu, so I gotta loose for what you think it's a win tonight, yo, hm Said uhu,

I know we'll be lovers again, darling I know we'll be lovers again It's a matter of time The one in the end, I was your friend Till you see that I'm I got pictures of you in funny poses Letters from you with pressed yellow roses I've got souvenirs of fun

Had to write a letter to my ma dukes (Ma dukes) I know you proud of me, but I'm proud, too (I'm proud, too) You the only woman I'd give some vows to (On God) I'm still your baby even though I got a child, too (Straight up) Yes, she got a Range Rover and