Text: Butch Walker. Letters. Joan.

Joan moved away to Colorado
Said she found God and a boyfriend as well
One that one hit her and make her feel shallow
There's a lot to learn about Joan

Before I moved in Joan had a fling with the landlord
So she got to stay here for free
And I'm not a genius but I figured out
There's a lot to learn from Joan

And after all this time, you were waiting on the ride
To stop at the place
Where they slowly misplaced your life
Go get it right

I went to the closet to get dressed for work
When I spotted a box, I had not seen before
With all kinds of letters that never got sent
To a guy in Colorado since 1994

And I know it's wrong but I sat
And opened in no certain order a letter or two
She talked about blisters and bruises of anger
And she bought a handgun to learn how to shoot

And the last letter said that she had to get out
But I couldn't make out the rest of the note
From the blood stains all over the page of the letters
There's a lot to learn and there's a lot I learned about Joan

And after all this time, you were waiting on the ride
To stop at the place
Where you slowly misplaced your life, oh

And after all this time, you were waiting on the ride
To stop at the place
Where they slowly misplaced your life
Go get it right

Go get it right
Go get it right
Go get it right