We
were silent waiting on the bill
I was wondering do we split it now
Tune it into one table away
Just to kill the quiet somehow
You were staring at the menu Couldn't look at me
Everything we've been through Like
it was flashing right before my eyes
I think that was goodbye
Talk about a tough July Talk about complicated
Talk about damn we tried Talk about feeling naked
In a window seat in a cafe Between a checker rock and a hard place
Sitting across from someone who let you down
Knowing there's nothing left for us to talk about
I wish we were picking out names For kids hypothetically
Button heads over bedroom paint If we couldn't do that at least,
at least
I wish we were fighting Wish it caused a scene
Wish you made me say dumb * I didn't mean
That I can't take back But we can't even do that,
no
Talk about a tough July Talk about complicated
Talk about damn we tried Talk about feeling naked
In a window seat in a cafe Between a checker rock and a hard place
Sitting across from someone who let you down
Knowing there's nothing left for us to talk about
I'm processing it all from the driver's seat
Meters ticking down on the side of the street
From ten nine eight to five four three
To flashing red zeros
Ain't that you and me?
Talk about bloodshot eyes
Talk about down on my luck
Talk about maybe next time
Hoping it won't wind up In a window seat in a cafe
Between a checker rock and a hard place
Sitting across from someone who let me down
Knowing there's nothing left for us
There's nothing left for us to talk about
There's nothing left for us