The Fight In The Cafe
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The Fight In The Cafe
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It hurts to say
What I mess you've made
But thanks anyway,for
The wine and the bouquet.
I can't see it all (Don't bother)
My eyes will fall. (Don't bother)
What I fell. (Don't bother)
Can't conceal. (Don't bother)
I guess I feel
I feel like shit too
This pain isn't real
Unless it's true
I can't see it all...
And so cliché
Slow motion ballet
We fight in the café
And you drop down the tray.
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