Plastic Bags

They are without remorse

They climb through the windows

And they're sorting through

Last week's letters

And they find the one

Where you break my heart

Ah-oh



To me you would be so bold

To write to me in cold

And they're passing out

Your handwriting

And they're making jokes

At my expense

Ah-oh, ah-oh

Ah-oh, ah-oh



And they're sealing up

All that bitterness

And they seal it up

Into plastic bags

Ah-oh, ah-oh

Ah-oh, ah-oh



Ah-oh, ah-oh

Ah-oh, ah-oh

Ah-oh