| Black coffee early in the morning
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| Wake up tangled in your arms
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| I do not mean to cause alarm
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| But I could never give you more
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| Than this 'cause this is all I got
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| Another fucked up caveat
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| I got so high that I forgot
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| That I’m no better than I seem
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| Some words I’ll never try to say
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| How I loved you more and more each day
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| The way you sway your hips as you put
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| Your favorite records on but me
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| I even hate the way I breathe
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| I hate the grass I hate the trees
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| The way my hair blows in the breeze
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| Whatever isn’t cruel to me
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| Double my meds and stay in bed
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| I can’t feel anything again
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| My face, my arms, my common sense
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| I never should’ve let you in but
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| Now is now and then is then
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| Who could it really hurt again
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| Who could it hurt
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| Black coffee early in the morning
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| Wake up tangled up alone
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| I do not mean to cause alarm
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| In fact most days it’s preferable
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| 'Cause this is all that I have got
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| I’m trying not to fuck it up
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| I’m trying not to get stuck |