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?
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 excuse
And who's this troubadour?
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
Had your back all those dramatic nights
I feel like I've been polite
Wait my turn by broad daylight
You might look like a fool if we kept going in
Do you even exist?
My old, familiar friend
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