A city full of people and my favorite is that waitress
And she treats me like some kind of common vagrant
I see her every day
But there's nothing to say
Unless I decide to step inside of that cafe
I only get to sit if I buy something to eat
Otherwise its best to keep my feet moving down that street
And god damn, she's a hard bitch
She talks at like I'm the bad dog that got into the garbage
Yeah I know that the toilet is for customers
You ain't gotta tangle up the strings to make this puppet work
It doesn't have to be a game of paddy-cake
But it ain't like you don't know I sleep in that alleyway
And by the way, I can see it in your eyes
You're angry wit' your life, not a stranger to the fight
I bet you hate every man that you date
And you're probably addicted to all types of escape
You take it out on me
That you're all alone
When you know you got your own closet full of hollow bones
Watch the tone when you speak to old folks
I'm grown, just trying to get out of this Minnesota cold

"Look lady, please
I'm homeless, I'm crazy
I'm so hopeless, I'm suicidal daily
If you and I can't coexist let's fake it
'Cause I ain't got the energy it takes for this relationship."

I'm waiting for a city bus to flatten me
And transport me to the ever after happily.
Maybe reincarnate, and with luck, come back to Earth as a cockroach in your tip cup

She says she's had it up to here
She's gonna call authorities if I don't disappear
I love her threats
It rejuvenates my breath
I give her stress for the reaction that it gets
I got a pocket full of panhandled money
On a cup of bad coffee and a stale honey bun
In front of everyone she calls me bum
But she notices my absence on them afternoons I don't come
So here I am, thorn in her hip
Corner table all morning with some corn chips
Ignoring the insults and evil eyes
I feed off of 'em, I wonder when she'll realize
She's the only reason I visit
The only woman in my world that acknowledges my existence
And if my ship ever comes I'll miss it
Because I'm getting old and I ain't got much left to give it
So there it is, and I have to live with it
I had the chance to make a difference but I didn't
In a cafe bathroom drinking free tap water
Thinking damn I should have been a better father to my daughter

Lyrics submitted by issgonrain, edited by Doublewire

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    General CommentI can't decide what exactly is the relationship between the bum and the waitress. I think he's either her father or there's a relationship where she reminds him of his daughter and he reminds her of her father. Calling her "lady" makes me think that he isn't her father, but in the same line he says he's crazy, so who knows. But at the least, it's talking about the relationship between a father and a daughter. The waitress had a lousy Dad, the bum was a lousy father to his daughter. The waitress either is or reminds him of his daughter, and the waitress responds to the bum either because he is or he reminds her of her father.
    Bazoon May 05, 2008   Link
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    General CommentI think that they're father and daughter, and only he knows it.
    maffy06on May 25, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Comment"Thinking damn I should have been a better father to my daughter."

    Is the Waitress the daughter or the baby mama?
    Somephucon April 30, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI was gonna type up a big explanation, but I read Bazo's comment and couldn't agree more. Props nig.
    fueledbytomothyon May 12, 2008   Link
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    General CommentI agree with Bazo aswell, they aren't blood related but they can feel that connection between one another.
    "And by the way, I can see it in your eyes
    You're angry with your life, not a stranger to the fight"
    If he was the real father he would have already known about this, he wouldn't have to look into her eyes too see it
    smithy_206on May 18, 2008   Link
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    General CommentI agree that the song is about a relationship between a father and a daughter, but I believe the two in the song are actually related. The woman is angry at her father for depriving her of a childhood. And Smithy, the bum is saying her anger is so obvious that he can see it in her eyes. The woman has lived a difficult life, hence 'not a stranger to the fight.' The bum visits her everyday to make up for the time he wasn't there for her as a child, and he realizes it when he says he should of been a better father. He sees how his actions affected his daughter badly. This is the way I see it, because I can personally relate to the story. This has to be my fav. song off the new album.
    trncdon May 25, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI agree with maffy. He is the waitress' father but she doesn't know. although she still feels a connection to him somehow. hence the "But she notices my absence on those afternoons I don't come"
    killer mindfuck song
    xxxshynexxxon May 29, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentYou take it out on me
    That you're all alone
    When you know you got your own closet full of hollow bones

    i think this is the evidence proving he's the real father. She wouldn't "take it out" (blame, yell at, whatever) on him for no reason unless it was really her father. And how else would he know about her secrets?
    cheesesteakon August 07, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentAnyone else notice the beat on this track sounds like "Fuck You Lucy"?
    thatbulon August 22, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Comment^^ sort of

    Im pretty positive that the bum is the waitress's father, but im not quite sure as to whether she knows or not, "But she notices my absence on those afternoons I don't come." line could mean she feels a connection but doesnt realise it or that she knows hes her father and like him she deep down enjoys the love hate relationship between the waitress and the bum. Overall the bum feels regret for being a bad father and feels that any form of communication between him and his daughter good or bad is good enough to piss off a waitress every day
    Loveable-Loseron September 30, 2008   Link

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