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Artiste : Atmosphere
Titre : The Waitress
(Slug)
A city full of people and my favorite is that waitress
And she treats me like some type of common vagrant

I see her everyday, but there´s nothing to say
Unless I decide to step inside of that cafe
I only get to sit if I buy something to eat
Otherwise it´s best to keep my feet moving down that street
And god damn she´s a hard bitch
Talks at me like I´m the bad dog that got into the garbage
Yeah I know that the toilet is for customers
You ain´t got to tangle up the strings to make this puppet work
It doesn´t have to be a game of patty cake
But it ain´t like you don´t know I sleep in that alleyway
And by the way, I can see it in your eyes
You´re angry with your life, not a stranger to the fight
I bet you hate every man that you date

And you´re probably addicted to all types of escape
You take it out on me that you´re all alone
When you know you got your own closet full of hollow bones
Watch the tone when you speak to old folks
I´m grown, just trying to get out of this Minnesota cold

(Spoken)
Look lady, I´m homeless, I´m crazy
I´m so hopeless I´m suicidal daily
If you and I can´t co-exist, let´s fake it
Cause I ain´t got the energy it takes for this relationship

(Slug)
I´m waiting for a city bus to flatten me

And transport me to the ever after happily
Maybe reincarnated with luck
Come back to Earth as a cockroach in your tip cup
She said she´s had it up to here
She´s gonna call authorities if I don´t disappear
I love her threats, it rejuvenates my breath
I give her stress for the reaction that it gets
I got a pocket full of clean, handled money
On a cup of bad coffee and a stale honey bun
In front of everyone she calls me bum
But she notices my absence on them afternoons I don´t come
So here I am, thorn in her hip
Holding down the corner table all morning with some corn chips
Ignoring the insults and evil eyes
I feed off of ´em, I wonder when she´ll realize
That she´s the only reason I visit

The only woman in my world that acknowledges my existence
And if my ship ever comes, I´ll miss it
Because I´m getting old and I ain´t got much left to give it
So there it is and I have to live with it
I had the chance to make a difference, but I didn´t
In the cafe bathroom drinking free tap water
Thinking: "Damn, I should´ve been a better father to my daughter"