Postcards
 作词 : Beatričė Pundžiutė/Marc Dowding/Danny Shah
 作曲 : Marc Dowding/Beatričė Pundžiutė/Danny Shah
 My skin is thick
 Like your lipstick
 It makes me sick
 To my stomach

 You words left bruises
 The last time that you used me
 It was a kick
 But I loved it

 You told me that I’m different
 But there’s no space in your heart to fit in
 It’s hard to let things go
 If they never happened

 So why you introduce me
 To your friends and your family
 Now it’s hard to let things go
 If they kinda happened

 Now I’m sending postcards
 With no hearts
 Scribble out the ex
 Such a mess
 Guess I need another postcard
 It’s so hard
 You’re still in my head
 Since you left
 You gotta hold gotta hold on me
 You gotta hold gotta hold on me
 (You gotta hold gotta hold on me)

 Was I too much
 Too hard to love
 Or not enough
 To be worth it

 You’re still my muse
 Even know I’d never choose it
 Somehow I’m hooked
 I’ll admit it

 You told me that I’m different
 But there’s no space in your heart to fit in
 It’s hard to let things go
 If they never happened

 So why you introduce me
 To your friends and your family
 Now it’s hard to let things go
 If they kinda happened

 Now I’m sending postcards
 With no hearts
 Scribble out the ex
 Such a mess
 Guess I need another postcard
 It’s so hard
 You’re still in my head
 Since you left
 You gotta hold gotta hold on me
 You gotta hold gotta hold on me
 You gotta hold gotta hold on me