table of one

The streetlights and headlights dim

Late night, can't see, thought it was him

Wondered where you were tonight

Hoped you would show up, just thought you might

The room's getting quieter now

Stacked chairs, silence, no one's around

I stood up and ran through the door

The sad little bill fell to the floor

This table of one

Was meant for two

But I'm still stuck here waiting

Around like I always do

I've spent too long wishing

Oh what I fool that I am to need you

The sound of heels on cement

White lines, blurred eyes, a hazy scent

Honestly, what did I expect?

Cause you never showed up last time I checked

This table of one

Was meant for two

But I'm still stuck here waiting

Around like I always do

I've spent too long wishing

Oh what I fool that I am to need you

Oh what a fool