[Verse 1] Steam on the glass, clock lost count Everything smells better late-night now Same tray twice, nobody cares Choice piled high like a dare Neon hum, soft regret Best decision I ain’t made yet Hands shake just a little bit From too much want, not enough quit [Pre-Chorus] Plate too full, still looks right Nobody judging at this hour of night [Chorus] Midnight at the buffet line Everything wrong tastes fine Mix it up, cross the signs This goes with that, I decide Midnight at the buffet line No clean rules, no design If it fits, it’s mine Long as the music and the lights align [Verse 2] Saw myself in the sneeze guard shine Half past hunger, quarter past time Not here for health, not here for truth Here for the rush of choosing too much Some bites miss, some hit gold Same story’s never told Stack it weird, stack it proud Silence loud in a hungry crowd [Bridge] No labels on the heat lamp glow You take what pulls, you let it go [Final Chorus] Midnight at the buffet line All these flavors crossing lines Laugh it off, it’s fine Every plate tells a different time Midnight at the buffet line Endless options, zero sign If it feels right, it’s right Till the lights come on, this is mine [Outro] Last call One more plate
