Sat at your table
While you told me stories
Of where you've been the past 20 years
Asked if I believed you
Told you that I do
But I can't believe that you're here
Do I look how you would've guessed
Crows feet and cigarettes
Never fully left where we lived
Said you couldn't live down the past
Your bulletproof vest
A dream of a house and three kids
And your hair dye has faded out
There's so much to talk about
But silence hangs heavy above
This party's full of pity
I'm still feeling shitty
The 13th drink instinct and love
So instead I'll say my goodbyes
Back home and goodnight
Hope you're doing well in the cold
He's there keeping you warm
Holding doors shut from the storm
But in the end we all die alone