📝 Lyrics:

You liked the way I smiled… but not the weight behind it.

(cash register cha-ching… slow jazz riff starts)

You liked my service — said I was divine

Complimented my grace, but not my spine

Tipped me cute, then walked away

While I swept your mess and faked okay

I gave you warmth, with room to breathe

Polished my pain on satin sleeves

But your praise was polished, thin and flat

Didn’t even ask how I dealt with that

(You love the smile… ignore the ache…)

(You want the vibe… but not the weight…)

You left a tip, not a cure.

Keep the change, I need therapy

I don’t need cents, I need clarity

You loved the sparkle, dodged the scar

Took the glitter, left the heart

Keep the change, I’m done pretending

Your gratitude feels condescending

You liked my glow — that much is clear

But never saw the cost of cheer

You said “Thanks, babe” like that would heal

But I was serving with wounds too real

I made it easy, that’s my flaw

Played the role, but never law

(You love the dance… not the pain…)

(You drank the light… left the rain…)

Your kindness was a coupon. Expired.

Keep the change, I need therapy

Not candle tips or faux empathy

I smiled while sinking under glass

Your dollar signs don’t change the past

Keep the change, I need a room

Where “How are you?” ain’t just perfume

You loved the mask, ignored the me

Behind the lipstick and routine

You ever break down mid-service?

Fix their day while yours bleeds?

Yeah. That deserves more than 10%.

Keep the change, I need therapy

I gave the world, it gave parody

You liked the song, ignored the cry

Took the shine, let me run dry

Keep the change…

I won’t be back

This table’s closed

And that’s a fact.

Take your gratitude. I’ll take my peace.