Endless streams of coffee
and cigarettes give me the blues
My novel lies abandoned
My typewriter stands unused

I've been writing without thinking
Eating my soul through the night and day
I've been living in this nightmare
And it's ever since I felt you drifting away

Don't say that it's over
Don't say that it's over
Please don't say that it's over
We can work it out

But when the sun goes down
I'm still on my own
Light a cigarette
Just watch the daylight fade.

It's maybe just a story
Only existential angst
Excuse me for asking,
But do I get a second chance?

Telling you this story
And again, it's all about me
Trapped inside this nightmare
It's all that I can see

It's gonna get better
It's gonna get better
It's gonna get better
We can only try

I watch the sun go down
And walk the empty streets
Cold comes creeping in
As darkness steals the day.

As the sun goes down, I'm walking through the cityscape
Feel the cold creeping in and wonder if I'll ever get a
Break here. Darkness is coming,
The day is almost dead. I guess I'll keep walking to the
Music in my head. There's no one else here,
Nowhere even open I can grab an easy beer. It's like a
Headache, hey, that just won't fade
So I'll keep on walking city streets at the end of the day