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7, 20181 viewer Coffee and Cigarettes Lyrics It was the summer before our senior year I was packing up my life in an Econoline While she was trying dresses on and playing house Standing in the drive to watch me backing out I got home before September starts to catch a chill We sat and talked about how much we both have changed I've been a bad boy, too late to go back then Maybe someday we can end up friends, and there's So many things I can't believe, well I can't believe we were seventeen, we were seventeen And now I'm lost at the drive I'm lost in the car Guess when you lose someone you find out who you are Now I'm rolled up, broken in and moving along, I'm moving along [Chorus] But all I got left, is coffee and cigarettes Mixtapes on old cassettes, and a picture that you put in a letter You were the best The best that I ever had, baby you got me bad You always said that you would wait forever And now you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone You're gone [Verse 2] I heard she met someone in college, looks a bit like me Moved back to Boston for her law degree, while I was stamping postcards, a summer song I think about her when the television's on I went back for the reunion and we reminicsed She had all sensible shoes and said "It's good to see you're still the guy I used to know" And then a breah, and a sideways hug that I could not forget And there's so many things I can't believe, well I can't believe we were seventeen, we were seventeen And now I'm lost at the motel, I'm lost in the bar And looking back at, and looking back at her is still the hardest part Gotta let go, let go, start moving along, moving along [Chorus] And all I got left, is coffee and cigarettes Mixtapes on old cassettes, and a picture that you put in a letter You were the best The best that I ever had, baby you got me bad You always said that you would wait forever And now you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone You're gone And all I got left, is coffee and cigarettes And all I got left, is coffee and cigarettes Mixtapes on old cassettes, and a picture that you put in a letter You were the best The best that I ever had, baby you got me bad You always said that you would wait forever And now you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone You're gone And all I got left, is coffee and cigarettes About This song bio is unreviewed Song Bio In an interview with Billboard Magazine, lead singer-songwriter Martin Johnson said that the song is A deep dive into nostalgia and regret
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