Darling, we're reaching the surface now
I guess you could say we're together
again. And though you're sitting here
right beside me, you feel pretty far away

Every time we're pieced back together
from broken hearts and torn up memories
the original picture seems to fade

We're all tape, glue, and staples
with false, empty I-love-yous
Our laughter is more forced
and your hands are colder than
I remember

You remind me of a cut-out with
flat eyes and a pasted smile
but we eat breakfast together every
morning just like a TV couple

You know how I like my coffee
and that's enough to keep you here