Dear Catastrophe Waitress

Dear catastrophe waitress Dear catastrophe waitress I'm sorry that you seem to have The weight of the world over you I cherish your smile There's a word of peace on you lips Say it, and with tenderness I'll cherish you I'll cherish you Dear catastrophe girlfriend Dear catastrophe girlfriend I'm sorry if he hit you with a Full can of Coke, it's no joke Your face is bleeding You'll soon be leaving this town To the clowns who worship No one but themselves, no one but themselves I hate feeling this way, oh I hate feeling this way, oh I know that you hate it too, oh Now that your coffee's growing cold, oh All of the customers look so old, oh Honey, if I could be so bold Dear catastrophe waitress Dear catastrophe waitress I'm sorry if the kids hold you In cool disregard, I know it's hard You stick to what you know You'll blow them all to the wall When they realize what you've been working for What you've been working for, what you've been working for