This song was inspired by Ludo's Love me Dead. I love that song! I love the duality of it, the push pull of the love / hate spectrum. I wanted to give a shot at writing and recording a theatrical rock song and this is the outcome! 

I tossed around a lot of ideas and kept coming back to this image of a distraught foodie having a “side of regret,” which eventually (mostly from scribbled notes between meetings at work) became the visual of someone waiting at a restaurant… again. Even though the relationship is torturous, there’s a strange, almost sadistic pleasure that keeps them showing up.

If you have ever experienced that same twisted sense of loyalty to your own heartbreak, enjoy the song. It’s darkly funny, a little tragic, and full of the theater I love in music.

Lyrics:

The maître d’ just smiled that pity grin,  
He’s see’n this movie once again.  
One candle lit, set for company,  
Only the ghost of you sits across from me.  
I raise my glass to phantom eyes,  
Pretending your excuses are gourmet lies.  

The violins swell in my head,  
They’re tuning up for a heartbreak’s spread.  

 
Table for one and a side of regret,  
I’m savoring tears I haven’t cried yet.  
The check comes early, but my dignity’s late,  
I’m dining alone on a cold empty plate.  
Table for one, oh, waiter don’t fret,  
Make it to-go with a side of regret.  

I watch a couple salty, like a car crash kiss,  
Napkins for wounds they’ll soon dismiss.  
I laugh too loud at my own despair,  
The candle sputters, you’re still not there.  
Dessert’s a slice of déjà vu,  
I choke it down and toast to you.  

The band keeps playing violins of dread,  
I hum along inside my head.  

Table for one and a side of regret,  
I’m seasoning pain with a vintage duet.  
Love was the special, but now it’s gone bad,  
Today’s chef’s choice: beautifully sad.  

Garçon, another round of self-respect.  
Shaken, not stirred, and make it direct.  
Tell the kitchen my heart’s still rare,  
But serve it up, I don’t care.  

Table for one and a side of regret,  
The bill’s on me, and I’ll never forget.  
You left me starving, but here’s the twist,  
My palate is embracing the taste of this.  
Table for one; curtain, fade, set.  
Bon appétit to my side of regret.

Table for One

*** Not a professional *** but I love music and am having fun recording and mastering my own tracks. Huge learning curve on the DAW. Open to any input or feedback. I am learning a ton and am on an adventure trying to find my voice. I love writing lyrics, but not a big fan of the sound of my voice, 😂. I am just your average white collar Kentucky boy with bourbon blood living in daily excel hell as a business data analyst that needed a creative outlet. Let’s have some fun and celebrate life, love, and music.

Table for One

David Lilly