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