Sitting at the table
Looking at the floor
Listening while you tell me
You don’t want this anymore.
Breaking up, discarding
Pushing me aside
Telling me about her
I sat there and I cried.
Met her at a cafe
She came on to you
She asked you for your number
You knew just what you planned to do.
Bought her a cup of coffee
Did you tell her about me?
Now that she has your number
She’s been texting constantly.
Walking round in circles
Don’t know what I can do
Leaving me to figure out
How I’ll get over you.
Met her at a cafe
She was cute, I heard you say
Couldn’t find a reason
To get up and walk away.
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