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