I hear your shoes sigh on the floor   you’re drunk on rum poached agony   love’s a sheet with cigarette burns   countless lessons never learned      I pour my thoughts in a coffee cup, yeah   then I watch my fame go down the drain   I sit back and I put up my feet, yeah   while you’re still searching for Mercy Street      box me in a jeweled bin   in the backyard of your heart   never know what you will gain   chocolate stains or stomach pain       I found Jesus in a coffee cup, yeah   but now my fame goes down the drain   I sit back and I put up my feet, yeah   while you’re still searching for Mercy Street      you read Hesse and I think wine   hope you have a real good time   and you say that you have tried   trashy smiles and cardboard lies      I hear your shoes sigh on the floor   you’re drunk on rum poached agony   love’s a sheet with cigarette burns   countless lessons never learned