What Happens Next?

[Voice: young male baritone, low and dismissive] You walked in loud, now everybody talking less Still got that little grin like you ain't caught it yet Phone hit the table, you ain't checked it twice Boy by the doorway quit giving advice Woman beside you moved her drink out the way Bartender looked once then found somewhere to stay You keep looking at me like I'm supposed to react I'm watching everybody else and they already have You came with a speech Go ahead, finish that Tell me who you know, where you're from, all that Keep putting bass in your voice, make it convincing Funny thing is nobody else in here listening What happens next? You don't wanna know What happens next? Keep talking, though Look at me Look around Read the room Place your bet You came this far Find out what happens next [Beat hit] You keep staring at my hands, wrong fucking clue Everything that changed in here happened around you Nobody touched you Nobody said leave Still sitting stiff with your coat on your knees Door ain't locked Hallway clear So explain why you keep checking who standing near You wanted attention Congratulations Whole room watching you reconsider your calculations I don't gotta rise Don't gotta get loud Don't gotta perform for the motherfucking crowd You mistook stillness for somebody undecided Shit was settled while you were still describing it Last loud motherfucker learned quiet costs less That's all I'm giving you, figure out the rest You keep asking questions like answers make exits I keep letting you wonder what happens next What happens next? You don't wanna know What happens next? Keep talking, though Look at me Look around Read the room Place your bet You came this far Find out what happens next [Voice: young male baritone, faster and colder] Now your sentences shorter Shoulders came down Funny what the body knows before the mouth comes around Ten minutes ago you had jokes for the room Now every word coming out need somewhere to move You ain't scared of me Fine Call it whatever Just noticed you quit saying my name altogether Noticed your boy found religion in the carpet Noticed every brave motherfucker got selective with comments You thought danger came screaming with veins in its neck Thought somebody had to threaten you to earn your respect Thought a fist on the table was how power got measured That's why you walked in here thinking pressure meant pressure Nah Pressure is your friend won't look you in the eye Pressure is the joke you told and nobody replied Pressure is realizing nobody told you to stay And somehow getting up feels worse than waiting anyway So sit there Finish your drink Tell yourself this is nothing You've been doing great so far Keep fucking bluffing What happens next? You don't wanna know What happens next? Keep talking, though Look at me Look around Read the room Place your bet You came this far Find out what happens next [Voice: young male baritone, almost conversational] See, you keep waiting for the part where I explain Where I give you some warning you can carry away Some big final threat so you know where you stand Something clean enough to repeat to your friends You ain't getting that You walked in grown Made your own choices Heard the room change Kept raising your voice That's between you and whatever comes after this I ain't your father I don't owe you shit So go Or don't That's your call But quit looking at me like I'm stopping you at all What happens next? You tell me