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Club lights on my face again Name on every stranger’s lips Phone lights up like fireworks Hands on my shoulders On my hips Everybody laughs too loud Drink my stories like truth cocktails Dancing in a borrowed crown I talk the talk With no details [Chorus] I’m the center of the room And I’m lonely Every eye on me But nobody knows me They all want a night I just want a Sunday Quiet kitchen light Same face on a Monday Keep giving pieces for the thrill Yeah Being everybody's type is a skill I’m still waiting for a last name In the center of the room Boys lean in and touch my sleeve Girls kiss me just for the dare Everyone says “you’re the one” Like a prize they all get to share Cab rides And tangled sheets Soft lies Amidst the heat “This was fun” Said with a grin Walk of shame in perfect clothes Feeling like a costume in my skin I’m the center of the room And I’m lonely Every eye on me But nobody knows me They all want a night I just want a Sunday Quiet kitchen light Same face on a Monday Keep giving pieces for the thrill Yeah Being everybody's type is a skill I’m still waiting for a last name In the center of the room [Bridge] I want dishes in the sink Arguments about the rent Sharing boring little days Like they’re the best I ever spent I want “text me when you get there” Post-Its on the mirror Weekends in the city Can't see it any clearer I’m the center of the room And I’m lonely (I'm so lonely) Every eye on me But nobody knows me (nobody, nobody) They all want a night I just want a Sunday Quiet kitchen light Same face on a Monday Keep giving pieces for the thrill (the thrill) Yeah Being everybody's type is a skill Still waiting for a last name In the center The center of the room Music & Lyrics: (J. Hudson © 2026 Invincible City Recordings LLC)
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