Where the fuck is my hot coffee

by kuylerquijas

I’m sick of everyone trying to fuck my ex
Come here I could use some sex.
I still have hope left
But I could use a cigarette
And I know you have a Newport
So come give me your comfort.
I’ve been having trouble sleeping again
So I’ve been thinking about smoking again.
I’ve been doing anything to save me from this pen
But I’ll probably blow another paycheck in the end.
Come on over again.
I know you’re just as lonely
And we still just call each other friends.