Party of One sing and play along

"Waiter, send this to the table;

the party of one, the only other lonely soul in this place."

And so, you're finishing up your coffee,

but then where you gonna run?

Where'd you get that look on your face?

You should always let the sun go down on your anger,

and let it burn you

to sleep.

and bring you closer to the danger,

to surrender and retreat.

Sing your sad song

to sleep.

I loved you the first time I saw you,

and you know I love you still.

And I am tired,

but I am yours.

Don't even think about your freedom or taking that flight or going back upon your promise after fighting for the right.

Because your eggshells and your "I" statements and your weaponized words are paper tigers now.

Oh, your constant overthinking and your secretive drinking are making you more and more alone.

And, girl, you can slam the door behind you;

it ain't ever gonna close.

Because when you're home, you're already home.

I am tired,

I am tired, oh.

I loved you the first time I met you,

and you know I love you still.

I loved you the first time I saw you,

and you know I love you still.

I don't wanna be right anymore.

Lord, I don't wanna fight anymore.

I'm not taking your side anymore.

Oh, I am tired.

I am not my own,

and I am leaving.

But I'm coming home, 'cause I am yours,

I am yours, I am yours,

I am yours, I am yours.

I am yours, I am yours,

I am yours, I am yours,

I am yours.