Lonely Diva

Forty-two and dressed to kill Still they act like I’m not real I send one text, they leave me on read I stare at the screen in my head They call me extra, call me late But I still wait by the gate Gold ring dreams in a cheap hotel One more night, I know too well I try to smile I try to shine I build my name One post at a time But every glance Turns to a no I turn that pain Into a show Lonely diva, on the floor (Oh-oh) nobody wants my door Lonely diva, sing it loud (Oh-oh) I’m still here in the crowd I want a hit I want a kiss But I keep missing All of this Lonely diva, on the floor (Oh-oh) still begging for more I cut the clip, I chase the trend But my big moment never lands My feed goes cold, my phone stays dry A thousand plays, then a thousand sighs I trade my tears for a glossy grin Try to sell the hurt I’m in But the chorus fades, the numbers sink Nobody stops, nobody thinks I try to smile I try to pose I feed the world What it already knows But every click Falls into snow I turn that pain Into a show Lonely diva, on the floor (Oh-oh) nobody wants my door Lonely diva, sing it loud (Oh-oh) I’m still here in the crowd I want a hit I want a kiss But I keep missing All of this Lonely diva, on the floor (Oh-oh) still begging for more Maybe I’m just too much Too old, too sharp, too rough Maybe my name won’t glow Maybe my heart’s too slow Still, I stand in the flash Still, I dance with the crash If they won’t call my name I’ll shout it back the same Lonely diva, on the floor (Oh-oh) nobody wants my door Lonely diva, sing it loud (Oh-oh) I’m still here in the crowd I want a hit I want a kiss But I keep missing All of this Lonely diva, on the floor (Oh-oh) still begging for more Lonely diva (Oh-oh) nobody wants my door