Can we stop these letters?   That was written in mascara   This make-up of a conversation   Tonight were allowed to be murderers   Hand me this act and stay still   Yes, yesterday you were fine but now im thinking   And I hate you enough to let you go   Isn’t this just a tragedy?      We’ve lost everything we deserve   This has fallen apart enough to break   Black letters on a dark black paper   Isn’t that clear unless you told me what you wrote      How long can this false enclosure keep us in?   Were more human than the rest   Well at least we were   Talking from the back of you head   Leaving me a note with your name   A note with death wishes and ok   Stay still it takes 10 minutes to reach you   With this Tommy gun it takes 5