Coffee and Cigarettes

So, I went and wrote a sad country song. It's not great, but I figured I'd post it anyway

Baby, you’re gone

And I’m here all alone

All out of whiskey and beer

I’m tired of this game

Can’t drink away my pain

So I’ll just sit here and think

 

All the memories come back

I find just one fact

A constant in my situation-

 

[chorus]

Coffee and cigarettes

Make the best breakfast

When you’re all alone

Baby, please come home

 

So I’ll light up the next one

And smoke til’ the last one

Nicotine my faithful friend

 

And I’ll have another cup

Of that silky black stuff

Don’t need no sugar

I’ll take it rough

 

As I sit here and think

 

[chorus to “Baby, please come home”]

 

That’s all I’ve had, since you’ve been gone

Here in this empty home

Coffee and cigarettes

Make the best breakfast

When you’re all alone

 

But I finally found

Two friends that hung ‘round

I’ve been with coffee and cigarettes

Too long