Dear catastrophe waitress
Dear catastrophe waitress
I
The weight of the world over you
I cherish your smile
There
Say it, and with tenderness
I
Dear catastrophe girlfriend
Dear catastrophe girlfriend
I
It
Your face is bleeding
You
To the clowns who worship
No one but themselves
No one but themselves
I hate feeling this way, oh
I hate feeling this way, oh
I know that you hate it too, oh
Now that your coffee is growing cold, oh
All of the customers look so old, oh
Honey if I could be so bold
Dear catastrophe waitress
Dear catastrophe waitress
I
I know it
Stick to what you know
You
When they realise what you
You
What you
what you've been working for