Market Square

Let’s take a trip out to the Market Square
You and me — Just like old times
We’ll make the rounds — all the same routines
We’ll stop for tea if you’re so inclined
All the time spent screaming and yelling
All those lies that we are both telling
All that’s been lost and won’t return
All that time in each other’s face
Never willing to change the pace
Just passing time to the perfect burn
And I don’t have enough left to love you
and I don’t have enough left to care
But I want to assure you
that I have enough loneliness to spare
We’ll pass the time in the coffee shop
To the outside world we’re so refined
The subtext thick as syrup — piping hot
With cutting edge subtly defined
Outside the temperature rises
Inside witty conversation disguises
Our strained smiles barely hide the lie
See each other through a coffee filter
I’m all hopped up and slightly off kilter
And the words like bullets start to fly
And I don’t have enough left to love you
and I don’t have enough left to care
But I want to assure you
that I have enough loneliness to spare
See each other through a coffee filter
I’m all hopped up and slightly off kilter
And the words like bullets start to fly
And I don’t have enough left to love you
and I don’t have enough left to care
But I want to assure you
that I have enough loneliness to spare
Let’s take a trip out to the Market Square
(Enough loneliness to spare)
Let’s take a trip out to the Market Square
(Enough loneliness to spare)