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At a table for two

But it's just you

What are you waiting for?

Burst through the screen door

In a print I know I've seen before

You wore it so well that winter getaway

That looks a little tired

Don't ya think?

That looks a little tired

Don't ya think?

You were cropped out of the photo from that long weekend

Passed out by the pool, overexposed again

How should I frame this?

Like an old friend

The sound of an excuse

At a table for two

But it's just you

What are you waiting for?

And who's this troubadour?

A guy I know I've met before

I'm tired of playing all these games with the trapdoor

So take a photo, take a drink

Oh, how times it makes you sink

That looks a little tired

Don't ya think?

I feel like I've been polite

Been polite

Had your back all those dramatic nights

Dramatic nights

Oh, I feel like I've been polite

Been polite

Wait my turn by broad daylight

Broad daylight

You were cropped out of the photo from that long weekend

Passed out by the pool, overexposed again

You might look like a fool if we kept going in

Do you even exist?

My old familiar friend