The boy at the coffee shop knows my name
I come in on Saturdays and order the same thing
One black coffee, a little cream for taste
Then I sit back down in my favorite place

I'm all alone
I people watch and write about 'em in my phone
The notes have all the strangers' favorite songs
And I sing along when I drive my car down all the backroads

All alone in my little world
If it's a one man universe, then I'm my favorite girl

"You're all alone, well aren't you wasting time?"
No, I'm just taking mine
And I feel finе