We're left with
The marks, the breaking up fights
Glass bits and the flowers are still on the floor
Had I turned down my voice
Maybe it would still be us today
One month and four days trying
And she just wouldn't pick up the phone
With some other lips I started to forget
[My] heart was about to not ache anymore
My haven was a bar table
To try to forget you
Sitting on a rusty steel chair
And drinking
Each American cup would deceive my plight
I thought I had forgotten that damn woman by then
Up until I saw her name on a Coke's can
On a rusty steel chair, drinking
Each American cup would deceive my plight
I thought I had
Forgotten that damn woman by then
Up until I saw her name
On a Coke's can
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
All of sudden I miss her
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Waiter, please throw this can away