After sundown comes suffertime for me.

And I go to that small cafe where we used to meet.

I'll have the special for today, cause nothing matters to me,

Just make my coffee cold and black, oh like my future's gonna be

And let me cry to a sad song for he's still on my mind

And excuse me for not talking it's my suffertime

I know I'll never crave a new love I had a taste of one so fine

And for this love I'll go on starving and suffer my whole lifetime

Oh would you play just one more sad song yes he's still still on my mind

Then I'll see you again tomorrow at suffertime