Coffee

I like black coffee and cigarettes And flowers from boys that I'm not sleeping with I like trees when they let go of their leaves They're so wise, they get rid of their shit Yeah, I like black coffee and cigarettes And crying to hard rock on my holidays Dreams are loud in every street There's nothing as sweet as living in Madrid And it's all in my head, everyone in my bed Baby, stop calling, stop calling I said, maybe, maybe it's all in my head, I told you to stop calling Don't look at me with those eyes Just don't look at me with those eyes Please, don't look at me with those eyes Va, don't look at me with those eyes I-I, I-I-I-I-I-I-I, I like black (black) coffee and cigarettes And pulling you strong (stro-stro-strong) From that chain that's on your neck Was it me? Was it life? When did love get so fucked up? Lonely hearts, killing time, begging Venus for a shag There is no mercy, time for quality time With those faces on their faces to hide you? Don't look at me with those eyes Just don't look at me with those eyes Please, don't look at me with those eyes Va, don't look at me with those eyes