Lyrics
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 you think?
That looks a little tired, don't you 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 gyno I've met before
I'm tired of playing all these games with the trapdoor
So take a photo, take a drink
Oh, how time, it makes you sink
That looks a little tired, don't you 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