I went up to my favorite restaurant It was like the best part of my stressful day

The warm and cozy decor makes it perfect to be a favorite A place full of people where no one knows who I am

Still they stare at the empty chair at my table

As the waiter comes With curiosity in their eyes and with sharp ears

They tried to hear what I say

He asked me for my order And my answer killed all their buzz

I said a meal for one and that's enough They had sympathy for me in their eyes Because I had no one by my side I wondered isn't eating with yourself and your food enough