Текст песни Cup of Coffee - Garbage
                                                You 
                                                tell 
                                                me 
                                                you 
                                                don′t 
                                                love 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Over 
                                                    a 
                                                cup 
                                                of 
                                                coffee
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                just 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                look 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                million 
                                                miles 
                                                between 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                Planets 
                                                crash 
                                                into 
                                                dust
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                just 
                                                let 
                                                it 
                                                fade 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                walking 
                                                empty 
                                                streets
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hoping 
                                                we 
                                                might 
                                                meet
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                your 
                                                car 
                                                parked 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                road
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                light 
                                                on 
                                                at 
                                                your 
                                                window
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                for 
                                                sure 
                                                that 
                                                you′re 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                just 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                pass 
                                                on 
                                                by
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                no, 
                                                of 
                                                course 
                                                we 
                                                can't 
                                                be 
                                                friends
 
                                    
                                
                                                Not 
                                                while 
                                                I'm 
                                                still 
                                                this 
                                                obsessed
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                guess 
                                                    I 
                                                always 
                                                knew 
                                                the 
                                                score
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                is 
                                                how 
                                                our 
                                                story 
                                                ends
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                smoke 
                                                your 
                                                brand 
                                                of 
                                                cigarettes
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                pray 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                might 
                                                give 
                                                me 
                                                    a 
                                                call
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                lie 
                                                around 
                                                in 
                                                bed 
                                                all 
                                                day 
                                                just 
                                                staring 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                walls
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hanging 
                                                round 
                                                bars 
                                                at 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wishing 
                                                    I 
                                                had 
                                                never 
                                                been 
                                                born
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                give 
                                                myself 
                                                to 
                                                anyone 
                                                who 
                                                wants 
                                                to 
                                                take 
                                                me 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                no, 
                                                of 
                                                course 
                                                we 
                                                can′t 
                                                be 
                                                friends
 
                                    
                                
                                                Not 
                                                while 
                                                    I 
                                                still 
                                                feel 
                                                like 
                                                this
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                guess 
                                                    I 
                                                always 
                                                knew 
                                                the 
                                                score
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                is 
                                                where 
                                                our 
                                                story 
                                                ends
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                left 
                                                behind 
                                                some 
                                                clothes
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                belly 
                                                somersaults
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                    I 
                                                pick 
                                                them 
                                                off 
                                                the 
                                                floor
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                friends 
                                                all 
                                                say 
                                                they′re 
                                                worried
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                looking 
                                                far 
                                                too 
                                                skinny
 
                                    
                                
                                                I′ve 
                                                stopped 
                                                returning 
                                                all 
                                                their 
                                                calls
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                no 
                                                of 
                                                course 
                                                we 
                                                can't 
                                                be 
                                                friends
 
                                    
                                
                                                Not 
                                                while 
                                                I′m 
                                                still 
                                                so 
                                                obsessed
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                want 
                                                to 
                                                ask 
                                                where 
                                                    I 
                                                went 
                                                wrong
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                don't 
                                                say 
                                                anything 
                                                at 
                                                all
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                took 
                                                    a 
                                                cup 
                                                of 
                                                coffee
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                prove 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                don′t 
                                                love 
                                                me
 
                                    
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