coffee and cigarette on a rainy day

had one today
and there's no small talk anymore
no exchange of smiles
no fun anymore
it doesn't taste as good
doesn't feel as good as it was
doesn't warm my heart anymore
smoke stinging my eyes now
doesn't warm my cheeks anymore
bitterness biting my tongue now
the sky looks grayer than it should
only empty space by my side

***sigh***
oh, well...maybe this is what I should do...
I gave up coffee and cigarettes
I hate to say it hasn’t helped me yet
I thought my problems would just dissipate
And all my pain would be in yesterday

I poured my booze all down the kitchen drain
And watched my bad habits get flushed away
I thought that that would keep my head on straight
And all my pain would be in yesterday
But it’s true
I’m still blue
But I finally know what to do
I must quit, I must quit, you
I thought that if I didn’t go and play
The sadness would get bored and go away
I thought that if I didn’t go astray
That all my pain would be in yesterday
But it’s true
I’m still blue
But I finally know what to do
I must quit, I must quit, you
I sold my guitar and my piano
I thought that it was these that kept me low
I thought if only I could try and change
That all my pain would be in yesterday
But it’s true
I’m still blue
But I finally know what to do
I must quit, I must quit, you
I must quit, I must quit, you

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