There's a coffee stain

around your eye

And lines that I don't recognize

Everything changed

from being okay

the night that you came home

so late



And I know by the time

on the stove

that you were no longer

mine alone

I guess we're all

just out on loan

and everybody is only

their own



oh i loved you

and i guess i still do

everything was going so good

that I thought something bad might happen

and then it did

if you know the difference

bettween bad and good

thought that I'd know

but I cross my toes

and thats how it goes



Maybe I'm a fatalist

to let it all go at this

like some balloon

I'll probably miss

lost in a treetop



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