[Verse] I step inside The floorboards creak A line of eyes They start to peek The menu’s blurred My throat won’t speak Why's this so hard It’s just a drink [Prechorus] Espresso Americano Macchiato I don’t know Do I sound cool or just insane [Chorus] Baristaphobia My hands are shaking Baristaphobia My pride is breaking I’d rather tap a screen at home Than face the latte microphone [Verse 2] They ask my name I panic "Greg" But that’s not it My real name's Meg Now Greg’s the cup And I feel stuck A fraud with foam atop my dread [Prechorus] Cappuccino Frappuccino Which one’s coffee Which one's cream-o I’m drowning in this caffeine game [Chorus] Baristaphobia My soul is sinking Baristaphobia The crowd is blinking I’ll order cold brew from my phone I’m never facing this alone
