Strange Condition

Read me the letter, baby,

Do not leave out the words.

Stories and cigarettes ruined lives of lesser girls,

And I wanna know,

Cause I want you to know,

And its a strange condition, condition, condition..

Send me the money, baby,

Do not leave out the wage.

You know you're the best thing ever

To come out of this place,

Hey I want you to know,

Cause I wanna know

And its a strange condition..

A day in prison,

Its got me out of my head

And I don't know what I came for,

I want you to know...

So leave out the others, baby,

Say I'm the only one,

Cut out the uniforms

And settle with the sun,

Hey I want you to know,

Cause I wanna know,

And its a strange condition,

A day in prison,

Its got me outta my head

And I don't know what I came for,

I want you to know...

I want you to know...

I want you to know...

..I want you to know

I want you to know...

I want you to know...

And it's a strange condition..condition..

And it's a strange condition..condition..

• Artist:Morgan Page
• Album:Believe [2010]