We'll Always Have Paris

Baby, I know you hate it
When I call you that
But it's the only word
That half-describes
The way you're acting tonight 

And at the restaurant
Where all your ghosts still haunt you
Just like you feared
Under this table
All these years they stayed 

Waiting for your return
Your cigarette to burn
Their whole world through
A thousand things
You thought they'd do 

Everytime you call
I feel worse
Throwing chairs
Stolen rings
Frozen air 

And as I walked away
I heard you say:
"You're not the only one" 

And as I watch you sleep
It's hard for me
To keep from waking you
To tell you everything I did 

And when I listen to you breathe
I know exactly what you've always need
You wanted it from me 

And every time you're here
It gets worse
Throwing chairs
Stolen hearts
Tasteless air 

I've been waiting all day
At the cafe
But you never came
But you never came
But you never came 

And the hearts of the faithful
Who died on this table
Have left me with nothing
At all to hold on to
At all to hold on
At all to hold on
But I want to hold on to
But I've got to hold on to you
Throwing chairs
Broken rings
Open air 

I've been waiting all day
At the cafe
But you never came