Breakfast After Ten

White kitchen walls with a thousand windows

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

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've got this memory

That won't ever seem to break or bend

A thick lock & sheet rock is on my windows in the kitchen

I don't think I'll ever take em' down again

And I've learned a lot from all these break ups and make ups

And **** ups and fake ups

Things that I wish you could comprehend yeah, comprehend

But for now I'll lace up my wingtip shoes, boys

And I'll go have breakfast with my good friends

You got to 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

You got to 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 ****

So just pick your head up, boys and

Walk away

Walk the coolest walk that you know

In a month or two she'll call you

You got to

Hang up the phone...