Text: White Stripes (The). De Stijl. Death Letter.

I got a letter this morning, what do you reckon it read?
It said the girl you love is dead
I got a letter this morning what do you reckon it read?
Said, Hurry hurry, because the gal you love is dead

Well I packed up my suitcase, took off down the road
When I got there she was, laying on the cooling board
Packed up my suitcase and I took off down the road
When I got there she was laying on the cooling board

It looked like ten thousand people standing around the burying ground
I didn't know I loved her, til they began to let her down
looked like ten thousand, people standing around the burying ground
I didn't know I loved her, til they began to let her down

You know it's so hard to love someone that don't love you
Don't look like satisfaction, don't care what you do
so hard to love someone that don't love you
Don't look like satisfaction, and I don't care what you do

Well I got up this morning the break of day
just hugging the pillow, she used to lay
got up this morning would you believe the break of day
just hugging the pillow, where my baby used to lay