She's got a black eye this morning, Jen' how'd ya get it?
Guess you forgot to close the blind last night
Thinking of things that don't have to add up to something
Black and white with a strong female lead
How strange these streets feel when you're alone on them
Funny, I'd never noticed
With plenty of room for elbows and knees
And the sound of water splashing all over the bathroom
And if I don't like it, no debate, I'll leave
Than go through all that shit again
No milk, oh, God, how I hate that
Yeah, sure I'll admit there are times when I miss you
I sure do miss the smell of black coffee in the morning
Something about an afternoon spent doing nothing
Maybe I'll add a little TV too
The kiss that you would give me even though I was sleeping
The sound the streetcars make as they pass my window
Guess it's tea and toast for breakfast again
Oh, that's right, I forgot, it was me
Then I remember so I reach for something to smoke
A bag of popcorn all to myself
She says, "Last night, Bobby got a little bit out of hand"
Here comes that feeling that I'd forgotten
By the sound of keys scraping in the lock
And anyways I'd rather listen to Coltrane
So I lower my head, make a beeline for home, seething inside
Lunchtime, I start to dial your number
Which reminds me
Telephone's ringing, but I don't answer it
Especially like now when I need someone to hold me
But there are some things that can never be forgiven
Just listening to records and watching the sun falling
Maybe tonight it's a movie
But I kind of like the feel of this extra few feet in my bed
Each pair of eyes just filled with suggestion
Guess I'll go to the corner, get breakfast from Jenny
That I forgot to close the blind again
And this spell won't be broken
'Cause everybody knows, good news always sleeps till noon
