Stand Up Guy (feat. Ibrahim)

It's been about thirty two minutes or so And I'm clutching foolish optimism like she'll slip through the door And sit down with a story, telling of traffic - "Would you care for a refill?" Yeah, thank you, sorry I tend to overshare with people It's just I've had quite the crush on her For - "I'll be right back with your drink" Oh well, it's only been sixty-one minutes I think Clink ice cubes with a straw, the table's candles forming puddles Rest my fist below my jaw, her car could be the source of trouble But she hasn't read the multitude Of texts I sent, and I won't reprehend Like it could be an emergency, or she went to bed, maybe she just - "Sorry to interrupt, but are you ready to order? We're closing soon, I recommend the lobster on arugula, the dish is new and-" No, I'll get the fettuccine, please, with chicken Text her one last time, it's urgent, Damn, she knows the evening's ticking Like I'm a decent guy, well, at least from what I've heard I don't think I'll find the courage to stand up and say goodbye And I'm still waiting, wait here oh so patient Wait here all long night, resolve never waning And still I'm waiting, wait here oh so patient Wait here all long night, I'm waiting and waiting I'm waiting for her to reply to my text I know it says "seen" but maybe she didn't see it just yet "I guess, but you've been here for three days, that doesn't seem strange to you?" So what? She's late, and this table's purely made for two My plate of food, has grown a bit cold in the past month But it's not too far fetched for someone to run late and catch up Any second now, she'll- "Do you want this to go, or should I just throw it out, it's been a year-" No thanks, no point in acting like it's over now I know my beard's an overgrowth and I'm becoming one with this chair But a decade's nothing, I won't be the one who's under-prepared For the future, cause she'll arrive and we'll survive the ruins Until time folds in upon itself, so what's your two cents? ...hm, I guess he left or he closing up the business I can hear metallic thumping and explosions in the distance A stray dog is chewing on a human bone right by the entrance There's barbaric men outside and all they're toting make-shift weapons I just think it's odd she's hasn't tried to phone or send a message But I'll wait right here 'til time as we know it is non-existent I'll just wait here and drink until the last one's dry I mean c'mon really, I'm a stand up guy