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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


Im 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 youre home

But I just have to pass on by


So no of course we cant 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 in 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 summersaults when I pick them off the floor

My friends all say theyre worried

I'm looking far too skinny

I've stopped returning all their calls


And no of course we cant 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.