The Fight In The Cafe lyrics

It hurts to say What I mess you've made But thanks anyway,for The wine and the bouquet. I can't see it all (Don't bother) My eyes will fall. (Don't bother) What I fell. (Don't bother) Can't conceal. (Don't bother) I guess I feel I feel like shit too This pain isn't real Unless it's true I can't see it all... And so cliché Slow motion ballet We fight in the café And you drop down the tray.