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Gus Mahoney

Same old tables, same old names

Drove trucks for eleven years and writes like someone with time to think and no radio

the numbers

bpm
172
key
G major
energy
0.72
dance
0.93
valence
0.43
vocal at
2.5s
length
3:49
language
En

lyrics

On the Formica by the window, your coffee’s gone cold

Same chipped blue bowl, same salt on the roll

Your brother’s got the same truck with the dent in the door

And I’m at the same back booth as I was before

You laughed at the joke that never got old

Your ring still catches that diner light slow

We stood in the same place, shoulder to shoulder

Like the years sat down and just got smaller

Same old tables, same old names

Same old tables, nothing changed

Same old tables, still the same

Same old tables, same old names

Your mama still folds napkins with that careful hand

Your boots got red dust from the gravel out back

The jukebox skipped twice on the same worn song

And I knew by your smile we’d both waited too long

Same old tables, same old names

Same old tables, nothing changed

Same old tables, still the same

Same old tables, same old names

Now the check sits there by the cracked sugar jar

You say “drive safe” and reach for the car

I want a new story, but none comes near

Just the screen door creak and the truth in here

Same old tables, same old names

Same old tables, nothing changed

Same old tables, still the same

Same old tables, same old names