Black Coffee In Bed

There's a stain on my notebook where your coffee cup was

And there's ash in the pages, now I've got myself lost

I was writing to tell you that my feelings tonight

Are a stain on my notebook that rings your goodbye

Oh, now she's gone

And I'm back on the beat

A stain on my notebook

Says nothing to me

Oh, now she's gone

And I'm out with a friend

With lips full of passion

And coffee in bed

With the way that you left me, I can hardly contain

The hurt and the anger and the joy of the pain

Now, knowing I'm single, there'll be fire in my eyes

And a stain on my notebook for a new love tonight

Oh, now she's gone

And I'm back on the beat

A stain on my notebook

Says nothing to me

Oh, now she's gone

And I'm out with a friend

With lips full of passion

And coffee in bed

Oh, now she's gone

And I'm out with a friend

With lips full of passion

And coffee in bed

Oh, from lips without passion

To the lips with a kiss

There's nothing of your love

That I'll ever miss

The stain on my notebook

Remains all that is left

Of the memory of late nights

And coffee in bed

Of the memory of late nights

And coffee in bed

Now she's gone

And I'm back on the beat

Oh, a stain on my notebook

Says nothing to me

Oh, now she's gone

And I'm out with a friend

With lips full of passion

And coffee in bed

Now she's gone

I'm back on the beat

A stain on my notebook

Says nothing to me

Now she's gone

I'm back on the beat

A stain on my notebook

Says nothing to me

Black, black, black coffee in bed

Black coffee in bed

Black, black coffee in bed

Black, black, black coffee in bed

Black coffee in bed

Black, black coffee in bed

Black, black, black coffee in bed

Black coffee in bed

Black, black coffee in bed

Black, black, black coffee in bed