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You told 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 yuo 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 somersaults
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

Probably, probably
Probably, probably...
Probably
Send me a mortar
Probably
Send me a mortar...

I ll torture you because I ve got no more
It s not a word you like to hear
It s just to see how much I care
After all I hate you
Probably

It s not a word you like to hear
It s just to see...

Her heart was racing to sounds
of dreams she s never know.
But her perfect plan was not their perfet
plan,
just her way to let go.

The held each others hands
to try to silently display
that they love her and...

Sweet the hands that
laid me to the ground
sweet the voice that
makes the sweetest sound

I won t go down
On my knees
There s just you and me
we are the only ones

I ve heard of love that
inside you makes you strong
In your arms...

We re a sorry bunch
The odds of it are such a drag my darling
I could ve lost her hand
You should look where you are going
God I could have lost my life
But I would lose a hundred fights
Just as long as you were on my side

We re a sorry bunch
The odds...

Binded hands and a restrained mouth.
Will I ever get out of this prison that I call my room?
And now I’m carried by my dreams.
As foolish as it seems, you’ll never change me.
Another useless night.
I guess I’ll be alright as long as you stay here.
More time not spent.
My trouble never ends.
I...