Cliché Lyrics

I'm so sick of feeling sorry for myself
Even my therapist, he's sick of me as well
I don't know anyone who can get over anyone like you
I heard you're in town, so I do breakfast down at Joan's
'Cause they make the pancakes like we made them back at home
But they don't taste as sweet, sweet like you
Mmm, and I keep thinking

What would happen If I showed up at her hotel lobby?
What would happen if I went to change herr mind?
Like, could you imagine if all I had to say in some way, a cliché like, "Stay"

I sat there for hours, hoping maybe you'd arrive
When the door opened, my heart skipped one every time
I don't think you will show, I pay up and grab my coat
Then saw you showed up fifteen minutes later

What would happen If I showed up at her hotel lobby?
What would happen if I went to change her mind?
Now could you imagine if all I had to say in some way, a cliché like "Stay"

It was beautiful, it was beautiful
Now, could you stay?
It was wonderful, it was beautiful
Now, could you stay?
It was wonderful, it was wonderful
Now, could you stay?