
Didn't Go Home
[Verse 1: Full-tilt pop-belter female lead, full-tilt, loud and bright] Six o'clock, my birthday, phone goes buzz Sorry, babe, I'm sick, the first one was Seven o'clock, the second one, my car won't start Eight o'clock, the third one, something with her heart Nine o'clock, the whole group gone quiet Fine, then, I'll be the one who starts the riot Red dress, gold shoes, nobody to call Took myself to the city like I owned it all [Pre-Chorus: Full-tilt pop-belter female lead, climbing] Table for one at the loudest bar Cake for one, a candle in a jar [Chorus: Full-tilt pop-belter female lead, full chest, belted] Didn't go home, I danced it on my own Turned off the lights on my phone Y'all didn't show, so I didn't go home Didn't go home, I danced it on my own [Verse 2: Full-tilt pop-belter female lead, full-tilt, bigger] Ten o'clock, the bouncer says it's on the house Eleven, I'm the queen of the whole crowd now Strangers buying shots for the birthday girl Spinning with a sailor and his cousin Earl Midnight, I'm standing on the booth with the band Singing my own name with a bottle in my hand One o'clock, two o'clock, never felt so free Best birthday party and it's only me [Chorus: Full-tilt pop-belter female lead, full chest, belted] Didn't go home, I danced it on my own Turned off the lights on my phone Y'all didn't show, so I didn't go home Didn't go home, I danced it on my own [Floor Takeover: Full-tilt pop-belter female lead, floor takeover, the house groove snaps into a harder breakbeat as she takes the empty floor alone] Clear the floor, it's mine, it's mine Every light on me at a quarter to five Shoes in my hand and my hair coming down Loudest girl alive in the whole dead town [Verse 3: Full-tilt pop-belter female lead, full-tilt, laughing] Sun coming up and I'm climbing my stairs Key in the door, why's the hall full of chairs Lights flick on, thirty people yell surprise Been hiding here since nine with the cake and tired eyes Sitting in the dark for eight hours straight Melted candles drooping on a sweaty cake Phone full of texts saying where are you, girl I was busy being the birthday of the world [Final Chorus: Full-tilt pop-belter female lead, full chest, belted, everything up] Didn't go home, I danced it on my own Turned off the lights on my phone Y'all didn't show, so I didn't go home Didn't go home, I danced it on my own [Outro: Full-tilt pop-belter female lead, laughing, beat rings out and fades] Somebody cut the cake I'm going to bed [End]

