© Maroé 2026 Unauthorized use or duplication of these Lyrics and music is prohibited [verse 1] Tuesday night, the usual crowd Wiping down the bar, the music loud Twenty dollars in my pocket, rent is due I've memorized the faces, none of them see you [pre-chorus] Another round, another smile I fake How many nights does it take How many nights— [chorus] Somewhere in this city, there's a version of me That doesn't smell like whiskey at a quarter to three Somewhere in this city, somebody's got my name I'm still here pouring drinks But honey, that could change [post-chorus] cha— cha— change cha— cha— change some- some- some- somebody me me me— me that could— that could— cha— cha— cha— change [verse 2] He's watching from the corner, not the usual kind Not after what they're always after, something else in mind He slides a card across the bar, says "I've seen your face" I laugh – because that line's so old But something feels displaced [pre-chorus] Another round, another smile I— But this time something's different— dif— dif— dif— different— [chorus] Somewhere in this city, there's a version of me That doesn't smell like whiskey at a quarter to three Somewhere in this city, somebody's got my name I'm still here pouring drinks But honey, that could change [post-chorus] cha— cha— change some- some- somebody me me me— me pouring— pouring— hon— hon— honey— that could— that could— cha— cha— cha— change [bridge] I don't believe in easy I don't believe in fast But I've been standing still so long I forgot how to ask ask, ask, ask [build-up] some me cha cha, cha [chorus] Somewhere in this city, there's a version of me That doesn't smell like whiskey at a quarter to three Somewhere in this city, somebody's got my name I'm still here pouring drinks But honey, that could change But honey… that could change [outro] me, me cha some
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