We're on high stools in a sidewalk café in a run-down part of town
My heart's pumping like a punk band's kick-drum but I'm holding that feeling down
There was a time she said she used to ache for me in all the secret places of her heart
But now her smile feels like enemy fire and it's tearing me apart
She's dressed in tight brown jeans and a hooker's blouse
And talking's pointless 'cause the jukebox is playing so loud
And there's firecrackers going off somewhere outside
When she said hello today I knew she meant goodbye

The clientele's a real freakshow, the place smells of stale parmesan
She's blowing menthol cigarette smoke in the direction of the ceiling fan
The fruit machine's paying out a jackpot, I guess it's someone's lucky night
She orders a grenadine and soda and I ask her if she's alright
There's a wine bar across the street called the Sweet Lady Jane
With a flashing neon sign of flapper girls drinking champagne
And on a coaster I drew a gallows and a hanging man
I said, "Let's do something tomorrow," she said, "Look, I don’t know if I can"


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