This messy state of love affair
And I drink too much and smoke too fast
And this city's cleared my innocence
Coffee is pouring out my ears
It's the only thing they have in here
And my heart stops beating
And when it stops it stops
And when it stops it stops
Number tree still on my plate
I heard the trains are running late
Another coffee it's on the house
The poor girl look is on the owners spouse
And my heart stopped beating
And when it stops it stops
And when it stops it stops
In my head you grabbed me passionately
And in an hour I walked on home
Lost my keys in front of me
My neighbor's smile he's handing me
The blackest coffee you will ever see
And my hearts stopped beating
And when it stops it stops
And when it stops it stops
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