Intro: early in the morning i put breakfast at your table and make sure that your coffee has its sugar and cream your eggs are over easy, your toast done lightly all that's missing is your morning kiss that use to greet me. now you say the juice is sour it used to be so sweet and i can't help but to wonder if you're talking 'bout me. we don't talk the way we used to talk it's hurting so deep i've got my pride i will not cry but it's making me weak. Chorus: