Coffee and Cigarettes

The smell is overwhelming
coffee and cigarettes.
I can see it in his eyes
when he smells my breath
He’s disgusted with my
choices as a woman.
He doesn’t understand
how could such a man?
Coffee and cigarettes.
They run my life
they keep me going
running through my strife.
He doesn’t understand
how could such a man?
He deals with his problems
head held high
I’ve never even seen him cry.
Why can’t I?
I strive to be the man he is
but how can I?
Being the woman I am.
He doesn’t understand
how could such a man,
understand the kind of woman I am.
I run away from my problems
I hang my head down low.
Coffee and cigarettes.
I’m disgusted with my choices
the choice of being the woman I am.
I don’t understand
why can’t I be like that man.
Coffee and cigarettes
they run my life
they keep me going
running from my strife.
I wish I could deal with my problems
holding my head held high
but those cigarettes and coffee run my life
and keep me running from my strife.
I’m disgusted with the woman I am
I strive to be the man I see
but I can’t.
Coffee and cigarettes.