The room's too loud to feel alone
But quiet enough to notice
She’s sipping something she won’t finish
Looking busy doing nothing
Nobody listens
They just wait to speak
Every smile comes pre-approved
Sold in packs of twenty

You smell like cheap perfume
Sweet for a second, then gone
Same faces, same excuse
Nobody plans to stay too long

His hands say: I'm confident
His eyes say: Please believe it
Glass reflections talk back louder
Than anyone in here
Another toast to nowhere special
Another laugh that isn’t real
It’s choreography now
Pretend, repeat, pretend

You smell like cheap perfume
Sweet for a second, then gone
Same faces, same excuse
Nobody plans to stay too long

Fade out
Just fade