Lobster

Sat here half-alone beside my screen

People come and go, that's how it works out here

Hope I find someone just like me

Talking to a stranger 'cross the world

Cereal and sweatpants, where's my girl?

Hope I find someone just like me

Listen, your commander's speaking

I'm so sad to tell you this, but

There are no free agents left

We're bringing your time to an end

And this is me from out the curtain

Saying I'm not cut out for this

Quest for orange Wednesday's lover

Guess I'll never be a red lobster

Walking through a crowd of empty hearts

Destined for the factory as spare parts

I hope they give mine to someone sweet

Listen, your commander's speaking

I'm so sad to tell you this, but

There are no free agents left

We're bringing your time to an end

And this is me from out the curtain

Saying I'm not cut out for this

Quest for orange Wednesday's lover

Guess I'll never be a red lobster

Table for one at the bar of love

They're blazing: When I'm Sixty Four

Can you cook the lover's set menu for one person?

And maybe it's just me, and that's okay

And there's no level of wordplay

That beats what Reddit tells you

This can be a lonely, lonely place, ooh

This can be a lonely place, oh, oh

This can be a lonely place, oh, oh, ooh

Oh, oh