Coffee Eyes

Two dollars, twenty-seven cents
January seventeenth, 2006
Here in a diner with my friends
Talking about how the year went
A few years later
I walk in
Patty knew my drink
And she asks where the hell weve been
You used to come here every night
Its not the same without you kids
I cut my hand on a piece of glass
The time we found
Dave half dead in the parking lot
Spent the rest of the night in the
ER I cut my hand on a piece of glass
And I hope the scar lasts
So I dont forget that
Theres been a table for me there
Through coffee eyes and blank stares
Our late night affairs
Theres always been a table for me there
So you can try to forget or say its the past
You know youll always end up right back where you left
I ended up here late at night on
Thanksgiving
The fall that
Colleen left
This was the place to call home
When it felt like the world didnt want us
I watched
Mike slash
Mons tires
We laughed about it later
I watched friendships dissolve
In the booth on the back wall
I cut my hand on a piece of glass
And I hope the scar lasts
Theres always been a table for me there
Through coffee eyes and blank stares
Our late night affairs
Theres always been a table for me there
So you can try to forget or say its the past
You know youll always end up right back where you left
Theres always been a table for me there
Theres alwaysbeen a table for me there
Theres always been a table for me there
Through all of the years
Theres always been a table for me there
Through all of the years
Theres always been a table for me there
Through all of the years
Theres always been a table for me there