Instant Coffee Blues

Now he washed all the road dirt from his face and from his neck
 And sat down at her table, and she picked up his check
 And she took him home for reasons that she did not understand
 While him, he had the answers, but he did not show his hand
 'Cause him, he knew the taste of this wine very well
 It all goes down so easily but the next day is hell
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 Morning,"Man, was I drunk," she whispered in the shower
 While he lay there and smoked his way there through the final hour
 And she felt wholly empty like she'd felt it every time
 And he was feelin' just the same, 'cept he's tryin' to make it rhyme
 Time was of the essence so they both did their best
 To meet up in the kitchen feelin' fully dressed
 She just had to go to work, and he just had to go
 And she knew where, and he knew how to blow it off and so
 They shot the breeze quite cavalier to the boilin' of the pot
 And sang the Instant Coffee Blues and never fired a shot
 And him, he hit the driveway with his feelings in a case
 And her, she hit the stop light and touched up her face
 So you tell them the difference between caring and not
 And that it's all done with mirrors, lest they forgot
 I said it's all done with mirrors, of which they have none
 To blend the instant coffee blues into the morning sun