Cold Coffee from In Space by Canker Blossom

They don't explain it in the movies,
that unexpected whirlwind romance.
When the credits roll right by you,
you snap out of that god-awful trance.
He calls me, "Baby," in the morning.
And that is just fine.
But now I'm flipping pancakes
for his flipping kids that aren't mine.

I'd rather be in a six-foot pit than spend another day with you
and your mind all the time.

Reading comics at the day job,
and the time rolls right by.
When you're fired from your day job,
you can't live off a painter's paycheck.

I'd rather live in a six-foot box than spend another day with you
and your mind all the time.

How can you live in a six-inch world when there's so much left to do?

• Baltimore
• Dog Mayor
• Paul Rudd
• Punk
• pop punk
• Baltimore