The Mailman Songtext
von Panic Is Perfect

This countertop is cold at heart, I got your mail I got your letter
Stack them all out in the yard, and heave a sigh cause this time I done better
(Better, better, better, better, better, better)
Ooh ooh ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ooh ooh
It′s a lifestyle, and I get paid to deliver
Ooh ooh ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Mailman's job is to take it to a summer
Ain′t nothing left behind me
Ain't nowhere haven't gone
Empty promises are gone
Empty promises are gone
I meet you where the sidewalk stops, and feel you looking down on me
You see things for what they′re not, but I see how they′re going to be
You see, I'm headed up through your chain fence
Rode down in the truck, it′s like a [?] Steps I'm walking up, if I′m faced with
Front door knock it up, because our game is good
Our game is, our game is good
Our game is, our game is good
Our game is, our game is good
Our game is
Ooh ooh ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ooh ooh
It's a lifestyle, and I get paid to deliver
Ooh ooh ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Mailman′s job is to take it to a summer
Empty promises are gone
Now it's spring, it's only beginning
I didn′t do this just to prove you wrong
It′s all right here, this time I can make it good