White kitchen walls with a thousand windows You turn on Winston in the den And I'm still asleep but I can hear the piano When you make breakfast after 10 And I smell the coffee on your fingers I still smell the perfume in the bed The crushed linen roses on everything And you're still inside my head You gotta make her know how it feels to miss you Let her know you're swapping sides You're not the one with all the problems no no You're the one with all the pride So just pick your head up boy and walk away Walk the coolest walk that you know Cause in a month or two she'll call you You gotta hang up the phone I hope she knows I got this memory That won't ever seem to break or bend A thick lock and sheetrock is on my windows in the kitchen I dont think I'll ever take them down again And I've learned a lot from all these break ups and make ups And fuck ups and fake ups Things that I wish you could comprehend, yeah comprehend But for now I'll lace these wingtip shoes, boys And I'll go and have breakfast with my good friends You gotta make her know how it feels to miss you Let her know you're swapping sides You're not the one with all the problems You're not the one with all the problems You're the one with all the pride You gotta make her know how it feels to miss you Let her know you're swapping spit You're not the one with all the problems You're not the one with all the problems She's the one that's full of shit So just pick your head up boy and walk away Walk the coolest walk that you know I know you know that in a month or two she'll call you You gotta hang up the phone