I've got rustled hair and my best shirt lying on the floor
You're still in my bed
It's barely light out, there's an aching in my head
Left from the night before.

I forget how you prefer you coffee, pardon me
It's been awhile since our last mistake
And you're still lying there
So delicate like glimmering glass
You're porcelain that I'm afraid to break.

And I knew that you were gone
The moment I walked in
Figured there's no need to wait around
And talk about the sins that we've committed
Or the ones still yet to come
So we skipped the awkward goodbyes
You never were one for convention.

And I hope someday we meet again
Under different circumstances maybe, maybe just as friends
Because as lovers, I shattered you
And even though you'll never see it
Picking up the pieces, cut my hands up too.

Lyrics submitted by James Dean

Bella Donna song meanings
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