Lyric Battle For Britain (The Letter)

My, my, the time do fly
When it s in another pair of hands
And a loser I will be
For I ve never been
a winner in my life
I got used to stressing pain
I used the sucker pills
to pity for the self
Oh, it s the animal in me
But I d rather be a beggarman on the shelf

Don t be so forlorn,
it s just the payoff
It s the rain before the storm
On a better day, I ll take you by the hand
And I ll walk you through the doors
Don t be so forlorn,
it s just the payoff
It s the rain before the storm

Don t you let my letter get you down
Don t you, don t you, don t you, don t you

My, my, but time do fly
When it s in another pair of pants
And illusion I will be
For I ve never been a sinner,
la di da

Don t be so forlorn,
it s just the payoff
It s the rain before the storm
Don t you let my letter get you down
Don t you, don t you, don t you, don t you

Don t you let my letter get you down, down, down, down
Don t you, don t you, don t you, don t you
Don t you let my letter get you down, down, down, down