Another Waitress

There’s another waitress in love
I can tell by the way she hums
This old cafe doesn't seem so sad
I wish I was the one
Making her have such fun
Pouring coffee for all these people

Not that I haven’t loved
I’ve loved very much
But it’s never, never, never, never enough
And when it ends
Everything feels left undone
Like a rocket that never comes back to thе ground
Or the senselеss murder of the nicest guy in town

I guess something went wrong
Love didn’t stick around too long
My coffee got bad
My waitress got sad
And I thought I might have to do something rash

Life is sweet I told her
Pretty soon you'll be back on your feet
But everything is bullshit when your heart is broken
The truth is you’ll fall
And start to crawl
"Why me?" you’ll think
Why am I punished just because
I happen to be someone that fell in love?

Maybe you will seek comfort in Jesus
He appears to have worked for some
But Jesus never brought you tea while you were sick
So I’d be surprised if he gets you through this
Besides, flesh needs flesh in this season of weakness
Your bones might just cry out for another

There you will lie awake in the dark and wonder who you are
And who is this person that you brought home from the bar
And all your memories will come back to you
The good ones and the bad ones
And your dreams will be convoluted
Vultures and crows and stereo salesmen
Mothers and fathers will come and go
Months will pass
Maybe even years
And you’ll wake up as if from a dream
Things will be a little bit more clear
Like looking at a table through a splatter or tear

And while reading about some faraway foreign disaster
You will start to strangely hum
Wherein some bright boy might mistake you for another young, waitress in love
Another waitress in love
Another waitress in love
Another waitress in love
Another waitress in love