Black Coffee In Bed

There's a stain on my notebook
 Where your coffee cup was
 And there's ash in the pages
 Now I've got myself lost
 I was writing to tell you
 That my feelings tonight
 Are a stain on my notebook
 That rings your goodbye
 Now she's gone
 And I'm back on the beat
 A stain on my notebook
 Says nothing to me
 Now she's gone
 And I'm out with a friend
 With lips full of passion
 And coffee in bed
 With the way that you left me
 I can hardly contain
 The hurt and the anger
 And the joy of the pain
 Now knowing I'm single
 There'll be fire in my eyes
 And a stain on my notebook
 For a new love tonight
 Now she's gone
 And I'm back on the beat
 A stain on my notebook
 Says nothing to me
 Now she's gone
 And I'm out with a friend
 With lips full of passion
 And coffee in bed
 Now she's gone
 And I'm out with a friend
 With lips full of passion
 And coffee in bed
 From the lips without passion
 To the lips with a kiss
 There's nothing of your love
 That I'll ever miss
 The stain on my notebook
 Remains all that's left
 Of the memory of late nights
 And coffee in bed
 Of the memory of late nights
 And coffee in bed
 Now she's gone
 And I'm back on the beat
 A stain on my notebook
 Says nothing to me
 Now she's gone
 And I'm out with a friend
 With lips full of passion
 And coffee in bed