[Intro] “Hey! Turn the volume down. It’s not all about you.” [Verse 1] Flashing lights, plastic smiles, Your cologne cuts through for miles. Neon sweat, your ego shines, Every word just kills the vibe. [Pre-Chorus] You think the crowd’s still tuned your way, But no one’s listening anyway. [Chorus] Sorry, I wasn’t listening — I’ve got a better beat inside my head. You keep talking like it means something, But I’m already gone instead. Sorry, I wasn’t listening — You’re the sound that’s already dead. [Verse 2] Half-drunk heroes hit repeat, All rehearsed, no rhythm, no beat. Glass in hand, I fade to black, The bassline’s all that’s pulling me baaaaack. [Pre-Chorus] You fill the air, I take a breath, I dance alone to drown the rest. [Chorus] Sorry, I wasn’t listening — I’ve got a better beat inside my head. You keep talking like it means something, But I’m already gone instead. Sorry, I wasn’t listening — You’re the sound that’s already dead. [Post-Chorus] Na-na-na, I wasn’t listening. Na-na-na, I wasn’t listening. Na-na-na, I wasn’t listening. What’s that? I wasn’t listening. [Bridge] Spotlight burns, truth gets thin, It’s just feedback under your skin. Turn the volume down, my friend — Your show’s over, cue the end. [Final Chorus] Sorry, I wasn’t listening — I’ve got a better beat inside my head. You keep talking like it means something, But I’m already gone instead. Sorry, I wasn’t listening — You’re the sound that’s already dead. (Yeah, I wasn’t listening.) [Outro] “Hey, Jess!!! You want to grab fries or what?” “Him? Oh, he’s no one.”
