At the table with her lot I make a joke,
Silence falls, we're locked,
Your job is fine, your friends are cool
You will make me work for you
Before I know I let you bruise
But when I catch your old perfume
It takes me back to nights
It's not for me, I do not dare
To think that I'm the one
You don't care to remember
I could tell the flame was far from gone,
You kept your t -shirt and your cap
All this evidence is surely looking bad
What do you think about me still?
Are you happy and fulfilled?
Will I always have a kind
you don't care to remember
You mean to pay me dollars
I could tell the flame was far from gone
you don't care to remember
Slow down, you mean to play me dumb
I could tell the flame would swap and go