...might be okay
Alright, listen, I didn’t want to have to do this but you leave me no choice…Here comes the smolder
Dear Taylor, I wrote you but you still ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager and my home phone at the bottom. I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not have got 'em, it probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'. Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em but anyways forget it, what's been up girl, how's the tour going? I've been writing songs just like I...