Maya

Sunny Sunday morning
Families walking to church
Cafes fill up outside my window
The "clique" ordering drinks
Laughing at last nights posts
Posing it up for the Sunday morning toasts
And I'm watching
I cant eat
I cant think

No messages on my phone
Drinking wine with my flowers home alone
Waiting for you to call
But you never call
I don't want you to call

You were the club last night w Maya and Nicole
And right now youre at the Blue Moon Café
And I am still home alone
Why is she is wearing your shirt?
I used to wear that shirt
And Who the fuck is Maya?
And you look like a mess
What a mess

No messages on my phone
Drinking wine with my flowers home alone
Waiting for you to call
But you never call
I don't want you to call

Its Saturday
And time has passed

I'm feeling like a new girl now

No messages on my phone
Drinking wine with my flowers home alone
Waiting for you to call
But Youre never going to call
I don't want you to call



Credits
Writer(s): Garrick Werdmuller Von Elgg
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