table of one

The streetlights and headlights dim late night, can't see, thought it was him wondered where you were tonight hoped you'd show up, just thought you might The room's getting quieter now stacked chairs, silence, no ones 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