Texty: Emiliana Torrini. Fisherman's Woman. Heartstopper.

You said I began this messy state of love affairs
That I drink too much and smoke too fast
And this city's cleared my innocence

Coffee's pouring out my ears
It's the only thing they have in here
And my heart stopped beating

And when it stops it stops
My heart stops beating
And when it stops it stops
My heart stops beating

Number 3's still on my plate
I heard the trains are running late
And I laughed out loud my life's a mess
I have gone too far in my lifelessness

Another coffee it's on the house
The poor girl look is on the owners spouse
And my heart stops beating

And when it stops it stops
My heart stops beating
And when it stops it stops
My heart stops beating

Outside your house to make a scene
In my head you grab me passionately
But the lights are out
And in an hour I walked on home

In the pouring shower lost my keys
In front of me my neighbor smiles
He's handing me the blackest coffee you will ever see
And my heart stops beating

And when it stops it stops
My heart stops beating
And when it stops it stops
My heart stops beating