Verse 1 I used to check my phone before the kettle even sang, Scared of all the quiet, scared of what it’d bring. Waitin’ on a message just to tell me I was fine, Like I needed someone else to underline my life. But the silence started hummin’ like a song, And I realized I’d been okay all along. Verse 2 Got a corner table and I picked it on my own, Didn’t dress it up or try to make it known. Ordered what I wanted, stayed as long as I pleased, Didn’t rush the moment just to make it mean a thing. There’s a rhythm in the way I breathe tonight, And for once, it finally feels like mine. Chorus It’s a table for one, and the view feels right, No waitin’ on somebody to show up on time. I’m pourin’ my own glass, I’m takin’ it slow, Learning there’s a love I already know. Yeah, the candle burns steady, no flicker, no run— I’m good with the quiet at a table for one. Bridge Maybe love ain’t always two, Maybe sometimes it’s just you— Learning how to sit and stay Without needing to be saved. Final Chorus It’s a table for one, and I’m finally full, Not chasin’ a feeling that leaves me half‑pulled. I’m raising a glass to the woman I’ve become, Who don’t need nobody to be someone. Yeah, the world feels lighter now that I’m done Running from the quiet at a table for one. Tag Yeah… just me. And I’m good company.