Baby, I know you hate it when I call you that

But it's the only word that half describes

The way you're acting tonight And at the restaurant

Where all your ghosts still haunt

You just like, you feared under this table All these years they stayed waiting for your return

Your cigarette to burn their whole world through

A thousand things you thought they'd do Every time you call I feel worse

Throwing chairs

Stolen rings, frozen air And as I walked away I heard you say

"You're not the only one" And as I watch you sleep it's hard for me

To keep from waking you, to tell you everything I did

And when I listen to you breathe

I know exactly what you have always need

You wanted from me And every time you're here it gets worse

Throwing chairs

Stolen hearts, tasteless air I waited all day at the cafe

But you never came

But you never came

But you never came And the hearts of the faithful who died on this table

Have left me with nothing at all to hold onto

At all to hold on, at all to hold on

But I want to hold on too but I have got to hold on to you Throwing chairs

Broken rings, open air I waited all day at the cafe

But you never came