[Verse 1] She brings my coffee every Tuesday, Same smile, same “How are you?” line, I answer “Fine” like a tragic hero Who forgot his entire design. She offers me a refill, I decline, then reconsider late, She’s gone before I’ve found the words I meant to conjugate. I could ask her out on Friday— Dinner, drinks, something light— But my imagination intervenes And talks me out of it every time. [Pre-Chorus] What if she says no and laughs? What if she says yes and I freeze? What if I spill my drink in slow motion And ruin all possibilities? What if I finally get it together And it turns out I never had it at all? [Chorus] She’s in love with me, I’m in love with her, We’re both just waiting for the other. Two hearts stuck on “almost,” Too scared to make it real. I like her more than coffee, She might feel the same— But neither of us says a word, And nothing ever seems to change. She’s waiting for me, I’m waiting for her, Both stuck at the starting line Afraid of what might occur. [Verse 2] I wrote my number on a napkin, Folded it into a boat, Watched it drift into the bin Like a metaphor I didn’t vote for. I called it fate, a clever test, A cosmic plan in disguise, But really I just couldn’t stand The thought of her saying “That’s nice.” She says I’m “really sweet,” Her friends agree she’s “really kind,” We’ve both been professionally advised In the art of not crossing the line. [Pre-Chorus] She thinks I think she’s out of reach, I think she thinks I’m just polite, She’s waiting for me to risk it all, I’m waiting for a more convenient time. And every evening I rehearse A speech that vanishes by day, My mouth says, “Have a good one,” My brain yells, “JUST SAY IT ANYWAY!” [Chorus] She’s in love with me, I’m in love with her, We’re both just waiting for the other. Two hearts stuck on “almost,” Too scared to make it real. I like her more than coffee, She might feel the same— But neither of us says a word, And nothing ever seems to change. She’s waiting for me, I’m waiting for her, Both stuck at the starting line Afraid of what might occur. [Bridge] Maybe she thinks I’ll never ask, Maybe I think she’ll never say yes, So we both prepare for disappointment And miss the obvious instead. Because when she sets my coffee down, Her eyes linger just a beat, And when I leave, she watches me Like I’m something she might keep. So tomorrow I’ll do it— Tomorrow I’ll be brave— Tomorrow I’ll walk right up and say— “Same again?” [Beat / spoken] … I panicked. [Final Chorus] She’s in love with me, I’m in love with her, We were both just waiting for the other. Two hearts that finally moved— Just never at the same time. I finally asked for something real, She wasn’t there that day. The coffee still tastes the same, But nothing ever seems to change.
