Garbage -
Cup of Coffee
They told me you don't love me,
Over a cup of coffee,
And I just have to look away.
A million miles between us.
Planets crash into dust,
I just let it fade away.
I'm walking empty streets,
Hoping we might meet,
I see your car parked on the road.
The light on at your window,
I know for sure that you're home,
And I just have to pass on by.
So no of course we can't be friends,
Not while I'm still this obsessed.
I guess I always knew the score,
This is how our story ends.
I smoke your brand of cigarettes,
And pray that you might give me a call.
I lie around on bed all day just staring at the walls.
Hanging around bars at night wishing I had never been born.
I give myself to anyone who wants to take me home.
So no of course we can't be friends,
Not while I still feel like this.
I guess I always knew the score,
This is where our story ends.
You left behind some clothes,
My belly somersaults,
And I pick them off the floor.
My friends all say they're worried,
I'm looking far too skinny.
I stop returning all their calls.
And no of course we can't be friends,
Not while I'm still so obsessed.
I want to ask where I went wrong,
But don't say anything at all.
It took a cup of coffee,
To prove that you don't love me.
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