Coffee coffee, where art thou!?
I need you dearly so!
When I want to get crazy
I'll drink you on the go!

GO GO GO! I love you much
What would I do without you!?
Throw it on, make it black
I'm starting to feel out of whack.

Double *******, coffee pots,
driving with my knees.
If I drink enough of you
I can do much with ease.

Coffee coffee coffee
how wonderful you are!
Coffee coffee coffee
you take me to the stars!

Shaking with excitement!
Shaking with caffeine!
Through your awesome coffee beans
I probably look obscene!

Near the end of day,
sun coming down at night.
I'll drink another *** of you
because you make everything right.

COFFEE!

Coming to conscious, waking up
lying in the safety of my bed.
Hearing the screech of a thousand beeps,
I smash the snooze button with my head.

Another ten minutes for me to spare
as I gander at the beautiful ceiling.
A blanket that soothes like the warmth of the sun,
I slowly slip back in a slumber.

Eyelids get heavy, falling over my sight,
I'm descending into a peaceful daze.
Feels like tiny electric butterflies
coursing through me in a million ways.

My spirit is strong, better than ever
I don't want this sensation to end.
The hellish scream of the alarm blares out
I punch with force for the ole knockout.

Stumble out of bed, dragging across the floor
pulling myself up to my bedroom window.
Seeing the scene of a marvelous sight
the sun creeping over the horizon, tells me
"It's going to be alright."

Sip, sip, sip, is how it starts out
when you're feeling a little down.
Clug, clug, clug, is when it could end
when you're nearly about to drown.

Sad and depressed, motivates the hand
to delve into the cans in the fridge.
One by one, this helps you no?
By twelve I feel like slipping from a bridge.

"I'm a **** man, let's break out the Jack."
My body numb, the pain subsides away.
Emotions mean nothing, neither does life
I got in my car, and reversed out my driveway.

Not really knowing, where I would be going
my mind buried deep down in a hole.
Following the lines on the outskirt of town
they lied and took me head on in a pole.

When I was found, people couldn't believe,
the horrific picture they'd seen.
My parents never imagined, this day would come
they would suffer a funeral for their teen.

Whistling and waiting by the phone,
I love it when you call.
When my phone yells out a ring
my heart pounds and almost stalls.

Down the road, my usual route
I see a car like yours.
My eyes get wide, teary eyed,
I ask, "Why can't that be hers?"

Out in public, I see your back
the feeling of love starts to burn.
Behind my mask, deep down inside
I know it's not you if they turn.

Back at home, all alone
my feelings cling to tears.
Hope is what I run on
since you've been dead for 20 years.