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It always happens in coffee shops
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And I'm always hungover when someone wants to talk
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And don't get me wrong, I like talking when it's a healthy back-and-forth exchange
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But some people always wanna lecture me and try to make me change
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He says 'You are a mystery, aren't you'
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And considering he hasn't shut up long enough for me to string two words together
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Yes that's me, Miss Mystery
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And he's quiet for a time
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And I think that might be a good sign
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Til there's a glint in his eye and I realise he's just making more sentences in his mind
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And here it comes, and there's nothing I can do now
          F
I take a sip, I take a breath
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He licks his lips and he's opening his mouth, and it's:

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blah blah blah

[Verse 2]
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Like a steam train
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Like an onslaught
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Like a machine gun loaded with your opinions but it's incoherent ammunition and your words
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 aren't very
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wounding weapons when they're inflicted on me
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And I know you mean well
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With your deep wells of advice
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And your buckets of swelled self-righteousness
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Hell, you're just trying to be nice
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And you're nice, but you state your views like they are facts of life
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And I hate that, and I tell you
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And I brace myself for the reply, it's gonna be:

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blah blah blah

[Verse 3]
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He says, 'You never were much of a talker'
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Well this isn't talking
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This is being cornered
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I'm being cornered by you
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And I can't get away
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From this table for two
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In the corner of this bright corner cafe
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And didn't we have this same conversation last week?
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It's not that I don't like you - I just wish you wouldn't speak:

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blah blah blah

[Verse 4]
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I see he's made a list
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Of pressing topics of discussion
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Competing with the clanking coffee cup percussion
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And I guess we'll start with number one
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On the first A4 page
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Past the setting of the sun
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And the pouring of the lattes
             F                               Em
And here it comes, it's coming and there's nothing anyone can do
          F
I take a sip

I grip the chair
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He opens his big, wet slippery mouth:

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blah blah blah
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blah blah blaaaahh