[Intro – bright piano, disco beat builds, playful backing vocals] Ohhh… look at her now… (Strutting like a queen…) ⸻ [Verse 1] She walks in late like she owns the room Perfume cloud like a sweet cartoon Hair piled high, diamonds catching light But something’s off and it don’t sit right She’s tossing names like a social game Laughs too loud just to stake her claim Every glance is a practiced pose But everybody knows… ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] She’s rehearsed every little move But the truth ain’t hard to prove ⸻ [Chorus] She’s a diva — in her own mind Living in a world she designed All that glitter, all that show But there’s nothing real below She’s a diva — can’t you see? Playing to an empty VIP All that sparkle, all that shine She’s a diva… in her own mind ⸻ [Verse 2] Girls all stare at the dress she wears Whisper dreams, wish they had her flair But behind those smiles and glossy lips She’s throwing shade in little quips Talking trash like it’s high-class art Little daggers with a plastic heart No grace, no charm, just attitude Wrapped in something rude ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] She don’t hear what people say But they laugh when she walks away ⸻ [Chorus] She’s a diva — in her own mind Living in a world she designed All that glitter, all that show But there’s nothing real below She’s a diva — can’t you see? Playing to an empty VIP All that sparkle, all that shine She’s a diva… in her own mind ⸻ [Bridge – key change, classic ABBA lift] Ohhh she’s dancing on a fantasy floor Where the mirrors always want her more But the music fades when the lights go down No applause in an empty town ⸻ [Break – layered harmonies, playful] (Diva! Diva!) look at her go (Diva! Diva!) putting on a show ⸻ [Final Chorus – big, euphoric] She’s a diva — in her own mind Chasing something she won’t find All that glitter, all that glow Still got nowhere real to go She’s a diva — take a bow Funny how it’s fading now All that sparkle, all that shine She’s a diva… in her own mind ⸻ [Outro – soft, ironic] Ohhh… she’s a diva… (At least she thinks so…)
