Breakfast After 10

White kitchen walls with a thousand windows
 You turn on Winston in the den
 And I'm still asleep but I can hear the piano
 When you make breakfast after 10
 And I smell the coffee on your fingers
 I still smell the perfume in the bed
 The crushed linen roses on everything
 And you're still inside my head
 You gotta make her know how it feels to miss you
 Let her know you're swapping sides
 You're not the one with all the problems no no
 You're the one with all the pride
 So just pick your head up boy and walk away
 Walk the coolest walk that you know
 Cause in a month or two she'll call you
 You gotta hang up the phone
 I hope she knows I got this memory
 That won't ever seem to break or bend
 A thick lock and sheetrock is on my windows in the kitchen
 I dont think I'll ever take them down again
 And I've learned a lot from all these break ups and make ups
 And fuck ups and fake ups
 Things that I wish you could comprehend, yeah comprehend
 But for now I'll lace these wingtip shoes, boys
 And I'll go and have breakfast with my good friends
 You gotta make her know how it feels to miss you
 Let her know you're swapping sides
 You're not the one with all the problems
 You're not the one with all the problems
 You're the one with all the pride
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 You gotta make her know how it feels to miss you
 Let her know you're swapping spit
 You're not the one with all the problems
 You're not the one with all the problems
 She's the one that's full of shit
 So just pick your head up boy and walk away
 Walk the coolest walk that you know
 I know you know that in a month or two she'll call you
 You gotta hang up the phone