Water For One

Standing in the doorway,

key in my hand

Left the party early,

they don't understand

Just a plus-one to a ghost

Now I'm the one who wants the least,

and they want the most

Ordering water at the bar

Watching the shadows from afar

Headphones on, the world is blurred

Silent train, not a single word

Calling it a night on the midnight train

Washing away the noise in the heavy rain

I'm just a passenger holding the line Turning the dial to out-of-time

(out of time)

Headphones tight,

blocking the sound

Clicking of the tracks,

spinning around

Just a plus-one,

now I am free

Nothing left to prove,

nothing left to be

Calling it a night... (shhhhh)