Verse 1 – very quiet, like a secret)

I took the train to nowhere special today

Sat by a woman who was putting on her face

She smiled at me, I smiled back the usual way

Then she got off at a station called "Too Late"

I bought a coffee from the same machine

It makes that sad, old sound — like a dying bee

I added two sugars, the way you taught me

Then I poured it down the drain, ceremoniously

(Chorus – voice thin, almost breaking)

And I'm not sad like a storm or a funeral bell

I'm sad like a Monday that lasts all year

Like a song that you loved but forgot how to feel

Like a holiday card that nobody will mail

I'm not crying, I'm just leaking a little

The doctor said, "Nothing is wrong with your heart"

So why does it feel like it's turning to liquid