 Lipstick letters lyrics ( Rialto )   
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 Rate Lipstick Letters
Artist : Rialto
Song : Lipstick letters
I get home late but I can’t sleep, no message on
my machine, the red light eyes me knowingly. and
from the note left on my door I know that I
shouldn’t call - you won’t be home tonight at
all.
’cos when I read between the lines, pictures of
you hi-jack my mind. I don’t know where you’re
going but I know you’re wearing your make-up -
lipstick letters always say too much.
Sit and watch the cars go by with a cheap bottle
of wine, but it doesn’t help to pass the time. I
don’t know how far we fell, I don’t know if this
is hell, but I can hear the funeral bells.
[chorus]
Raking through the old fag-ends of forgotten
conversations - they’re burning on my lips again.
and from the note left on my door, I know that I
should have called - you won’t be coming home at
all.
[chorus]
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