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The Night Game

Coffee And Cigarettes

 

Coffee And Cigarettes

(альбом: The Night Game - 2018)


It was the summer before our senior year
I was packing up my life in an Econoline
While she was trying dresses on and playing house
Standing in the drive to watch me backing out
I got home before September starts to catch a chill
And we sat and talked about how much we both had changed
I'd been a bad boy, too late to go back then
Maybe someday we can end up friends, and there's

So many things I can't believe, well I can't believe
We were seventeen, we were seventeen
And now I'm lost at the drive in lost in the car
Guess when you lose someone you find out who you are
And I'm rolled up, broken in and moving along, I'm moving along

But all I got left
Is coffee and cigarettes
Mixtapes on old cassettes
And a picture that you put in a letter
You were the best
The best that I ever had
Baby you got me bad
You always said that you would wait forever
And now you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
You're gone

I heard she met someone in college, looks a bit like me
Moved back to boston for her law degree
While I was stamping postcards, a summer song
I think about her when the televisions on
I went back for the reunion and we reminisced
She had on sensible shoes and said
"it's good to see you're still the guy I used it know"
And then a breath, and a sideways hug that I could not forget

And there's so many things I can't believe, well I can't believe
We were seventeen, we were seventeen
And now I'm lost at the motel, lost at the bar
And looking back at her is still the hardest part
Gotta let go, let go, start moving along, moving along

Cause all I got left
Is coffee and cigarettes
Mixtapes on old cassettes
And a picture that you put in a letter
You were the best
The best that I ever had
Baby you got me bad
You always said that you would wait forever
And now you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
You're gone
Now you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
You're gone
And all I got left
Is coffee and cigarettes

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