Kitchen Table
I live alone
And I don't know
Where you are tonight
But I am at the kitchen table
I wanna go
But there isn't
Anywhere to be
I wonder if you're holding on
My mama said
That it was always
For the best to leave
And you can feel it all
I didin't know
If we were right
Or fucking up but either way
I'm at the table
Can you give me one hint?
On little way to know
If you were gone
One hit 'cause I'm so bitter
Tell me if you taste it
'Cause I can't stand the weight
Of the pressure of my tongue
We both have had enogh
So tell me if you like it
The empty chair beside you
The table in your bedroom
Is still the one I gave you
I got a friend
And every night we fight
Again but she's
Always calling me
Just checking in
The way I thought
We both do you for me
And me for you
Can you give me one hint?
On little way to know
If you were gone
One hit 'cause I'm so bitter
Tell me if you taste it
'Cause I can't stand the weight
Of the pressure of my tongue
We both have had enogh
So tell me if you like it
The empty chair beside you
The table in your bedroom
Is still the one I gave you
Tell me if you feel it
And say it like you mean it
The couch inside your home
Is barely more than bone
The bits that we have broken
Are out here in the open
Just like my kitchen table
I told you could take it
I live alone
I don't know why
I think you'd care I got a home
A couple holes on every wall
I love them all
Especially the ones I make
When I think of kitchen tables
Can you give me one hint?
On little way to know
If you were gone
One hit 'cause I'm so bitter
So tell me if you taste it
'Cause I can't stand the weight
Of the pressure of my tongue
We both have had enogh
So tell me if you like it
The empty chair beside you
The table in your bedroom
Is still the one I gave you
Tell me if you feel it
And say it like you mean it
The couch inside your home
Is barely more than bone
The bits that we have broken
Are out here in the open
Just like my kitchen table
I told you could take it
So tell me if you taste it
'Cause I can't stand the weight
Of the pressure of my tongue
We both have had enogh
So tell me if you like it
The empty chair beside you
The table in your bedroom
Is still the one I gave you
Tell me if you feel it
And say it like you mean it
The couch inside your home
Is barely more than bone
The bits that we have broken
Are out here in the open
Just like my kitchen table
I told you could take it