[Verse 1]
I sit alone at your table
With a photo of your daddy
And a mug that says 'Mondays, if I am able...'
And the joke's not lost on me
But I'm too old to be ironic
Some balding cry for mummy
[Verse 2]
Well, enough about my situ
I am well aware that each and every problem has an issue
And I know you hate your boss now
So naturally I hate them too
That's what a partner ought to do
[Verse 3]
I never thought I'd say this
But re-everything between you and I
I'm really feeling hashtag blessed
Is there a pill I can take?
[Verse 4]
I quite like Murakami
But sometimes I want my heart to break
In just a singular reality
When did everyone get married?
Well, I guess I have all this free time to write
How's about some more dogs, baby?
I can't be this scared all my life
[Chorus]
I want to be as feared
As a knock at the door
At an unsociable hour
Or a slow passing car
Or an unrehearsed speech
Or a letter of summons
Or a confident woman
A confident woman
[Outro]
Now I have left your table
That's not a metaphor for anything