Dear Catastrophe Waitress

Dear Catastrophe Waitress
I’m sorry that you seem to have the weight of the world over you
I cherish your smile
There’s a word of peace on you lips
Say it, and with tenderness I’ll cherish you
Dear Catastrophe Girlfriend
I’m sorry if he hit you with a full can of CokeIt’s no joke
Your face is bleeding
You’ll soon be leaving this town to the clowns who worship
No one but themselves
No one but themselves
I hate feeling this way,
I know that you hate it too,
Now that your coffee is growing cold,
All of the customers look so old,
Honey if I could be so bold
Dear Catastrophe Waitress
I’m sorry if the kids hold you in cool disregard
I know it’s hardStick to what you know
You’ll blow them all to the wall
When they realise what you’ve been working for
You’ve been working for