A painful reflection
Was your sole intention
My imagination
Now leads to attention, the
Girls at the station, the
Freaks and their factions, the
Pimps and addicted
Want a piece of the action

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
You coulda sent me a letter
Oh-oh-oh
A letter never sent

Murder or mass slaughter
Step-son or step-daughter
Picked for the patents where
Sickness is latent, the
Torch to the trash fire
Ghost boys on death wire
[?] the sweeter, my
Skull and your [?]

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
You coulda sent me a letter
Oh-oh-oh
A letter never sent

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
You coulda sent me a letter
Oh-oh-oh
A letter never sent

Is sad introspection was
My long investion, your
Blood-colored boots [?]
Spark my fixation
This minor infraction cause
Your wild reaction, my
Stripped naked [?]
Catching [?]

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
You coulda sent me a letter
Oh-oh-oh
A letter never sent

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
You coulda sent me a letter
Oh-oh-oh
A letter never sent