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Postcards from Her Video (MV)




Performed By: Walt
Length: 3:18
Written by: Jacob Walton




Walt - Postcards from Her Lyrics
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Saw you was in Vegas on your story, yeah
Made your way to Texas by the morning, yeah
You stop in Chicago when you tired
You told me to roll with
I could be your rider, yeah
Every other week you in the apple, yeah
Be a superstar when you have to, yeah
Everybody drawn to you
Toxic reminders of all you do, ah
Every time that she leave
Workin' my nerves
Won't let me be
I get postcards from her
Postcards from her
Postcards from her
Won't let me be
'Cause I get postcards from...
(And I know, and I know)
I know my weakness shows 'round you
(And no good)
No good thing could come from you
(And I just)
I just hope you disappear
(But these, but these)
But these postcards
(Make sure, make sure)
Make sure you stay here
(Stay her, stay here)
Everywhere you go goes unnoticed, no
Looks like I'm the only one who opens your
Postcards, keep em on the shelf
Syncopate, syncopate, dance with yourself
I use your name and it sounds like I'm grieving
They use your name for their own selfish reasons
Love you, I love you, 'cause you give me life
Miss when we used to talk every night, I
I know my weakness shows 'round you
(And I know, and I know)
I know all the good you do
(I just, and I just)
I just hope that you stay near
(But these, but these)
But these postcards
(Tell me, tell me)
Tell me you ain't here
(You ain't here, ain't here)
Every time that she leave
Workin' my nerves
Won't let me be
I get postcards from her
Postcards from her
Postcards from her
Won't let me be
'Cause I get postcards from yeah, yeah
(Walt's not here; Walt)
Every time that she leave
Workin' my nerves
Won't let me be
I get postcards from her
Postcards from her
Postcards from her
Won't let me be
'Cause I get postcards from...
(Yeah, yeah)
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Saw you was in Vegas on your story, yeah
Made your way to Texas by the morning, yeah
You stop in Chicago when you tired
You told me to roll with
I could be your rider, yeah
Every other week you in the apple, yeah
Be a superstar when you have to, yeah
Everybody drawn to you
Toxic reminders of all you do, ah
Every time that she leave
Workin' my nerves
Won't let me be
I get postcards from her
Postcards from her
Postcards from her
Won't let me be
'Cause I get postcards from...
(And I know, and I know)
I know my weakness shows 'round you
(And no good)
No good thing could come from you
(And I just)
I just hope you disappear
(But these, but these)
But these postcards
(Make sure, make sure)
Make sure you stay here
(Stay her, stay here)
Everywhere you go goes unnoticed, no
Looks like I'm the only one who opens your
Postcards, keep em on the shelf
Syncopate, syncopate, dance with yourself
I use your name and it sounds like I'm grieving
They use your name for their own selfish reasons
Love you, I love you, 'cause you give me life
Miss when we used to talk every night, I
I know my weakness shows 'round you
(And I know, and I know)
I know all the good you do
(I just, and I just)
I just hope that you stay near
(But these, but these)
But these postcards
(Tell me, tell me)
Tell me you ain't here
(You ain't here, ain't here)
Every time that she leave
Workin' my nerves
Won't let me be
I get postcards from her
Postcards from her
Postcards from her
Won't let me be
'Cause I get postcards from yeah, yeah
(Walt's not here; Walt)
Every time that she leave
Workin' my nerves
Won't let me be
I get postcards from her
Postcards from her
Postcards from her
Won't let me be
'Cause I get postcards from...
(Yeah, yeah)
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Writer: Jacob Walton
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