Dear catastrophe waitress Dear catastrophe waitress I The weight of the world over you I cherish your smile There Say it, and with tenderness I Dear catastrophe girlfriend Dear catastrophe girlfriend I It Your face is bleeding You To the clowns who worship No one but themselves No one but themselves I hate feeling this way, oh I hate feeling this way, oh I know that you hate it too, oh Now that your coffee is growing cold, oh All of the customers look so old, oh Honey if I could be so bold Dear catastrophe waitress Dear catastrophe waitress I I know it Stick to what you know You When they realise what you You What you what you've been working for