Lyric

Ah-ah, under the neon lights

Just playing the game tonight

I used to hate playing the game, begging for a pour

Letting out a sigh, looking at the velvet floor

That heavy quota resting on my shoulders

Just melting away with the bubbles in our glass

Sales ain't climbing like they used to do

Manager's glaring, yeah, piercing right through

Sending out those promo texts, but my screen stays dark

Missing the target, always missing the mark

If you could just be my VIP tonight

It would make everything feel so right

You say "You're such a good girl," and it makes me smile

But sweet words don't keep me here in style

Hiding my panic behind this neon light

Why am I holding back tonight?

Just too afraid to cross the line and push you away

Hustle and hype, make the bottles pop

I know the drill, but my heart makes me stop

It’s so frustrating, keeping it real

Pouring your drink with the genuine way I feel

Bought this stunning dress just to catch your eye

But it's a bittersweet joke, making me sigh

Tracing the condensation on my lonely glass

Holding a cold towel as the quiet hours pass

The thorn in my heart just won't fade away

But the staff and the girls working in the room

They smile at me and chase away the gloom!

You say "You're such a good girl," and it makes me smile

But sweet words won't get that champagne in the aisle

Hiding my panic behind this neon light

Why am I holding back tonight?

I just wanna protect that smile of yours, anyway

You say "You're such a good girl," and it makes me smile

But that won't boost my numbers, it takes a while

Hiding my panic behind this neon light

Why am I holding back tonight?

Just too afraid to cross the line and push you away

"Why can't I make those numbers grow?" Woah

La la la la la

I got the clients, so why is it slow?

Just being honest in a neon glow

Why is it so hard? Just let it flow