text: All night restaurant, North Kildonan
  Luke warm coffee tastes like soap
  I trace your outline in spilled sugar
  Killing time and killing hope
  This brand new strip mall chews on farmland
  As we fish for someone to blame
  But we communicate in questions
  And all our answers sound the same
  Under sputtering fluorescents
  After re-fills are re-filled
  Negotiations at a stand-still
  Spoon and rolling saucer stilled
  If you ask how I got so bitter
  Ill ask how you got so vain
  And all our questions blur together
  The answers always sound the same
  We cant look at one another
  Ill say something thoughtful soon
  But I cant listen to the quiet
  So I hum this mindless tune
  I stole from some dumb country rock star
  And I dont even know his name
  Its like my stupid little questions
  The answers always sound the same
  Tell me why I have to miss you so
  Tell me why we sound so lame
  Why we communicate in questions
  And all our answers sound the same