I wonder how i'll react
when i come through the door
and see you at the table, your eyes drifting to the floor
I wonder what id think
when everyone else is having fun
while im pouring myself another drink.
I wonder why were you even invited?
I guess to be a reminder that i never was good enough for you
That you could move on seamlessly
While im the one holding on...
The one you begged for a chance.