Coffee shop tables made for two
I'm drinking alone,
one seat for me, another empty for you.
I'll take it black, stale ,and bitter
It's warm inside but I can taste the cold in winter.
My feelings swirl in a deep round coffee cup
And still, as hard as I try, the feelings are rough.
Difficult to understand
Even harder to grasp
You can't count on anyone,
Not even the shadow you cast.
Eventually it will leave you in the dark
Not thinking twice, breaking your heart.
Without a goodbye it will disappear
Only to turn up again in a year
I cling to the memories, pictures, and songs
How could something so right turn out so wrong.
Pour me another cup, brew the next pot
They say love is sweet, well truth is its not.
Its cold where I am, its begining to snow
I'm falling apart and I'm letting go
The world is moving so fast
It's passing me in streaks of grey.
People enter my life
but no one's guaranteed to stay.
Too many tragedies I have witnessed
Too many pains I have felt,
Like the snowflake on your finger
in moments I will melt.
The world keeps going
although I wish for it to halt
The only stable thing that's there
is the pavement and asphalt
I cling to the memories, pictures, and songs
How could something so right turn out so wrong.
Pour me another cup, brew the next pot
They say love is sweet, well truth is its not.
It's cold where I am, it's begining to snow
I'm crumbling to pieces, I'm lower than
low
Old photographs lay in the same old place
a distant dream I never chased.
Held back from past doubts
I'm caged and trying to break out.
Coldness lingers in the air
As cold as my stare
I'm bitter
it's winter
and life not letting up
so yeah. I'll take another cup.
A/N: So my friend might help me right the music to this and if I can find someone to sing it then who knows!? I might post a video on the side and Ill let my fans know if do.... so! if you aren't a fan.... become one! I LOVE MY FANS! don't be offends if I don't fan back I don't like a lot of info blowing up my home page. So there we go another upload! Ill edit out the mistakes later :)
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