Open Letter Songtext
von American Princes

I hear my father calling
His voice on the telephone
It doesn′t stop your running
I feel an anchor, baby
Binding me to the ocean floor
How could it end like that for you?
I hear my father calling
Shouting down a smoking gun
And I hate the ghost that he's become

Hey, I know that sound
But it′s not too late to tell you something
Pour yourself another round
I swear that I've got something to say
About your disappointments
I've got mine for what they′re worth
And I′m not gonna stop 'til you get hurt


We′re in an ice age, baby
Drifting through the empty parks
And I'm told this world′s gonna break your heart
I feel my father crawling
Underneath my bones and skin
And I hear him whisper, "Let me in"

Hey, I know that sound
But it's not too late to tell you something
Pour yourself another round
I swear that I′ve got something to say
About your disappointments
I've got mine for what they're worth
And I′m not gonna stop ′til you get hurt

Hey, I know that sound
But it's not too late to tell you something
Pour yourself another round
I swear that I′ve got something to say
About your disappointments
I've got mine for what they′re worth
And I'm not gonna stop ′til you get hurt

You got your disappointments
I've got mine for what they're worth
And I′m not gonna stop ′til you get
I'm not gonna stop ′til you get
I'm not gonna stop ′til you get hurt