Instant Coffee Blues

He washed all the road dirt from his face and from his neck

And sat down at her table and she picked up his check

And she took him home for reasons that she did not understand

And him he had the answers but did not play his hand

Cause him he knew the taste of this wine very well

It all goes down so easy but the next day is hell

Morning man was I drunk she wispered in the shower

While he lay there and smoked his way there through the final hour

And she felt wholly empty like she'd felt it every time

And he was feeling just the same cept he was tryin' to make it rhyme

Time was of the essence so they both did their best

To meet up in the kitchen feeling fully dressed

She just had to go to work and he just had to go

And she knew where and he knew how to blow it off and so

They shot the breeze quite cavalier to the boilin' of the pot

And sang the instant coffee blues and never fired a shot

And him he hit the driveway with his feelin's in a case

And her she hit the stoplight and touched up her face

So you tell them the difference between caring and not

And that it's all done with mirrors lest they forgot

I said it's all done with mirrors of which they have none

To blend the instant coffee blues into the morning sun