Writing on a cup of coffee
As she waits my table
And she smiles when able
from the inside

And who would've thought a cup of coffee
Would make my legs unstable
Shaking
Under the table
Must be stagefright

And would it really phase me
If I had all the toys of 
All the clumsy boys for you
And would it really kill you 
If you would try to have a good time
Instead of [bad word] up mine
Like you usually do

Im in Love

Brings a cup of coffee as she sits down slowly
Now the chair is holy
From the inside
And who would've thought that a cup of coffee
Would make my legs unstable
Shaking 
Under the table
Must be stagefright

Im in Love