Strong coffee mornings, sad realization
the story went how I predicted
but you won’t admit that.
Sage by the driveway
freezing hands tucked in my shirt said ‘there’s no obligation
to make your confession’
ohh I won’t take you with me
ohh, I don’t make you happy
Cause I write songs by the kitchen radiator
in the dark with Cohen when the rain makes your head hurt
and I wish that I could see the past for all it truly was
when I say I’ll write you one last song but
That never works
Magnets and postcards that we stuck on the fridge
to remind us of love when it gets rough
But you simply walked out
Drawing in the fog of your Awning windows
shapes into my brain I can never unknow
every fleeting touch now a memory for life
but that’s alright cause
ohh I won’t take you with me
ohh, I don’t make you happy
Cause I write songs by the kitchen radiator
in the dark with Cohen when the rain makes your head hurt
and I wish that I could see the past for all it truly was
when I say I’ll write you one last song but
That never works
Suburban dreams fade into nothing
The plot unfolds and I had it coming
I caught it
Slow drives, cobblestone nights on your shoulder
Then I miss your house more than I need closure
and I wish that I could see us both for all that we once were
when I say I’ll write you one last love song
Cause I write songs by the kitchen radiator
in the dark with Cohen when the rain makes your head hurt
and I wish that I could see the past for all it truly was
when I say I’ll write you one last song but
That never works