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 crash into dust
i just let it fade away

i'm 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 you're home
and i just have to pass on by
so no, of course, we can't 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 on bed all day just staring at the walls
hanging around 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 they're worried
i'm looking far too skinny
i stop returning all their calls

and no, of course, we can't 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