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 knew 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