Blind Date Blues

The table is wobbly, my coffee splashes out of the sip hole

Baristas never line up, the mouthpiece opposite the seam

My chair is cold metal, I feel the chill in my bones

Sitting out on this brisk morning meeting the girl of my dreams

Oh, I got those blind date blues

Oh, I got those online dating IRL blues There's a dusting of snow that the forecast

never predicted I've coffee-stained my coat that I described

I would be wearing I've arrived way too early, my venti's half

gone and it's freezing She hasn't texted or emailed, I'm stood up

Is what I am fearing

Oh, I got those blind date blues

Oh, I've got those blind date self-doubting blues

I'm worried, I'm angry

My coffee's all gone and I'm bursting

Can't leave my table

Or else someone will take my seat

If I call or I text

Well, I'd just come across as all needy

Why ain't she here and on time

Where we said we would meet?

Oh, I got those blind date blues

Oh, I got those blind date paranoid blues

First time to meet in real life

Is a high-stakes situation

She probably drove up, tunk one look, and then sped away.

Patio crowd are all whispering about this sad loser.

Do I get up and go, or how much longer to stay?

Oh, I got those blind date blues.

Oh, I got those blind date lonesome old blues.

Starting to sleet and the folks all head inside or leave

I'm nursing an empty cup, take one last look down the street

My text went unanswered, headed home now so sad and confused

Get back in my car, hit the couch and grab something to eat

Oh, I got those blind date blues

Oh, I got those blind date blues