it's early in the morning
and you're running through my head
every hand you placed on me
and everything you said
has dissovled into my coffee
like sugar from the cane
all that you do to me
is really quite profane
you're disrespecting sacred things
when you're breaking me
open your eyes
to reality

*you lost touch with yourself
and with everybody else
you lost the world and you lost me
all because you couldn't see

it's early in the morning
and i'm feeling rather ill
my cup and soul are empty
and i need another fill
i'm sitting by the porcelain
and looking in the bowl
your remains inside of me
are coming from below
dissovling in the water
is what is left of you
i don't need it anymore
'cause, baby, we are through

*chorus
*chorus