"Cup Of Coffee" lyrics
"Cup Of Coffee"
You tell me you don't love me
Over a cup of coffee
And I just have to look away
A million miles between us
Planets crashing to 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
But 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 round bars at night
Wishing I had never been born
And 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
When I pick them off the floor
My friends all say they're worried
I'm looking far too skinny
I've stopped 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
Thanks to lovelyladykarli for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Shirley Manson, Butch Vig, Doug Erikson, Steve Marker
- AZLyrics
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- Garbage Lyrics
album:
"Beautiful Garbage" (2001)
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