JP’s Hard Luck Diner, Permanently Closed (London sessions)

Front street, Traverse City
There's a spot that feels like it's always been here
West Bay looks so pretty
Even if it's just six months a year
It's a tourist town, I can hear 'em say
If we make it through the winter then we'll probably be okay

Every cup of coffee, foreshadowing the end
All the down and outers, they fill it up again
He knew it when he named it, least that's how the story goes
Now there's a sign there in the window
Like it's written there in stone
"JP's Hardluck Diner, permanently closed"

Did he know it when he bought it
It would always be what it would be?
It's cursed, maybe it's haunted
At best a self-fulfilling prophecy
The locals and the regulars, they loved that cherry pie
But you can't build an empire selling one slice at a time

Every cup of coffee, foreshadowing the end
All the down and outers, they fill it up again
He knew it when he named it, least that's how the story goes
Now there's a sign there in the window
Like it's written there in stone
"JP's Hardluck Diner, permanently closed"

Permanently closed, ain't that how it goes?
You bet it on a dream and watch it all go up in smoke
Now when you drive by, there's a different sign
"For lease" on the front door, you don't have to wonder why

Every cup of coffee, foreshadowing the end
Ain't it such a shame we can't go back again
He knew it when he named it, least that's how the story goes
Now there's a sign there in the window
Like it's written there in stone
"JP's Hardluck Diner, permanently closed"
"JP's Hardluck Diner, permanently closed"