Coffee

I like black coffee and cigarettes

And flowers from boys that I'm not sleeping with

I like trees when they let go of their leaves

They're so wise, they get rid of their shit

Yeah, I like black coffee and cigarettes

And crying to hard rock on my holidays

Dreams are loud in every street

There's nothing as sweet as living in Madrid

And it's all in my head, everyone in my bed

Baby, stop calling, stop calling

I said, maybe, maybe it's all in my head, I told you to stop calling

Don't look at me with those eyes

Just don't look at me with those eyes

Please, don't look at me with those eyes

Va, don't look at me with those eyes

I-I, I-I-I-I-I-I-I, I like black (black) coffee and cigarettes

And pulling you strong (stro-stro-strong)

From that chain that's on your neck

Was it me? Was it life? When did love get so fucked up?

Lonely hearts, killing time, begging Venus for a shag

There is no mercy, time for quality time

With those faces on their faces to hide you?

Don't look at me with those eyes

Just don't look at me with those eyes

Please, don't look at me with those eyes

Va, don't look at me with those eyes