Lyrics

Midnight and the party’s pumping
And I don’t want to go home
But my anxiety’s hopping and
begging me to be alone

The band blasts a song and the speakers are overblown
I guess it’s my curse to pick up the microphone

I don’t want to go home
But my anxiety’s begging
cuz I’m on my own
Small talk just gives me tension

The band hits a beat and the crowd feels it in their bones
It’s now or it’s never to leave my comfort zone

My my my my
what a wonderful night
I’ll need a week to recover
but for now, it’s giving me life

The crowd wants an encore, anxiety won’t get through
The Band is behind me, I’m staying here for you