White kitchen walls with a thousand windows
You turn on Winston in the den
And I'm still asleep but I can hear the piano
When you make breakfast after ten
And I smell the coffee on your fingers
I still smell the perfume in the bed
The crushed linen roses on everything, oh
And you're still inside my head, oh

You gotta make her know how it feels to miss you
Let her know you're swapping sides
You're not the one with all the problems, no, no
You're the one with all the pride

So just pick your head up boys, and
Walk away
Walk the coolest walk that you know
Cause in a month or two she'll call you
You gotta hang up the phone

And I hope she knows I've got this memory
That won't ever seem to break or bend
A thick lock and sheet rock is on my windows
in the kitchen, oh
I don't think I'll ever take em' down again

And I've learned a lot
from all these break ups and make ups
and f___ ups and fake ups
Things that I wish you could comprehend
Yeah, comprehend
But for now I'll lace up my
wingtip shoes, boys
And I'll
I'll go have breakfast with my good friends
Yeh, yeh, yeh

You got to make her know how it feels to miss you
Let her know you're swapping sides
You're not the one with all the problems
You're not the one with all the problems
You're the one with all the pride

Here we go...

Pride...

You got to make her know how it feels to miss you
Let her know you're swapping spit
You're not the one with all the problems
You're not the one with all the problems
She's the one that's full of s___

So just pick your head up boy
and walk away
Walk the coolest walk that you know
Yeah, I know you know that
In a month or two she'll...
She'll call you
You gotta
Hang up the phone

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