Breakfast After Ten
By Blue October
1998
3:01
Official Music Video
Breakfast After Ten by Blue October
Lyrics & Translation
English
White kitchen walls with a thousand windows
Turn on Winston in the den
And I'm still asleep but I can hear the piano
When you make breakfast after 10
And I smell the coffee on your fingers
I still smell the perfume in the bed
The crushed linen roses on everything
And you're still inside my head
You gotta make her know how it feels to miss you
Let her know you're swapping sides
You're not the one with all the problems
You're the one with all the pride
So just pick your head up boy, and
Walk away
Walk the coolest walk that you know
Cause in a month or two she'll call you
You gotta hang up the phone
I hope she knows I've got this memory
That won't ever seem to break or bend
A thick lock & sheet rock is on my windows in the kitchen
I don't think I'll ever take em' down again
And I've learned a lot from all these break ups and make ups
And fuck ups and fake ups
Things that I wish you could comprehend yeah, comprehend
But for now I'll lace up
these wingtip shoes, boys
And I'll go have breakfast with my good friends
You got to make her know how it feels to miss you
You got to let her know you're swapping sides
You're not the one with all the problems
You're the one with all the pride
You got to make her know how it feels to miss you
Let her know you're swapping spit
You're not the one with all the problems
She's the one that's full of shit
So just pick your head up, boys and
Walk away
Walk the coolest walk that you know
In a month or two she'll call you
You got to
Hang up the phone...
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Breakfast After Ten by Blue October
Breakfast After Ten* (original Blue October)
White kitchen walls with a thousand windows
Turn on Winston in the den
And I'm still asleep but I can hear the piano
When you make breakfast after 10
And I smell the coffee on your fingers
I still smell the perfume in the bed
The crushed linen roses on everything
And you're still inside my head
You gotta make her know how it feels to miss you
Let her know you're swapping sides
You're not the one with all the problems
You're the one with all the pride
So just pick your head up boy, and
Walk away
Walk the coolest walk that you know
Cause in a month or two she'll call you
You gotta hang up the phone
I hope she knows I've got this memory
That won't ever seem to break or bend
A thick lock & sheet rock is on my windows in the kitchen
I don't think I'll ever take em' down again
And I've learned a lot from all these break ups and make ups
And fuck ups and fake ups
Things that I wish you could comprehend yeah, comprehend
But for now I'll lace up
these wingtip shoes, boys
And I'll go have breakfast with my good friends
You got to make her know how it feels to miss you
You got to let her know you're swapping sides
You're not the one with all the problems
You're the one with all the pride
You got to make her know how it feels to miss you
Let her know you're swapping spit
You're not the one with all the problems
She's the one that's full of shit
So just pick your head up, boys and
Walk away
Walk the coolest walk that you know
In a month or two she'll call you
You got to
Hang up the phone...
Breakfast After Ten (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Paredes blancas de cocina con mil ventanas
Enciende a Winston en el estudio
Y sigo dormido pero puedo oír el piano
Cuando haces el desayuno después de las 10
Y huelo el café en tus dedos
Todavía huelo el perfume en la cama
Las rosas de lino aplastadas en todo
Y sigues dentro de mi cabeza
Tienes que hacerle saber lo que se siente extrañarte
Hazle saber que estás cambiando de bando
Tú no eres el que tiene todos los problemas
Tú eres el que tiene todo el orgullo
Así que levanta la cabeza, chico, y
Aléjate
Camina el paso más genial que conozcas
Porque en uno o dos meses te llamará
Tienes que colgar el teléfono
Espero que sepa que tengo este recuerdo
Que nunca parecerá romperse o doblarse
Un candado grueso y paneles de yeso están en mis ventanas de la cocina
No creo que los quite nunca más
Y he aprendido mucho de todas estas rupturas y reconciliaciones
Y meteduras de pata y falsedades
Cosas que desearía que pudieras comprender sí, comprender
Pero por ahora me ataré
estos zapatos brogue, chicos
Y me iré a desayunar con mis buenos amigos
Tienes que hacerle saber lo que se siente extrañarte
Tienes que hacerle saber que estás cambiando de bando
Tú no eres el que tiene todos los problemas
Tú eres el que tiene todo el orgullo
Tienes que hacerle saber lo que se siente extrañarte
Hazle saber que están intercambiando saliva
Tú no eres el que tiene todos los problemas
Ella es la que está llena de mierda
Así que levanten la cabeza, chicos, y
Aléjense
Caminen el paso más genial que conozcan
En uno o dos meses te llamará
Tienes que
Colgar el teléfono...
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