There's a party at your house
Maybe I'll slide by
And then turn into some other guy
Who lives along the walls until it feels right
Who talks at the congregation 'til the end of the night
Who wants to become the center of everyone's life

There's a party at your house
What a likely sight
When it's Groundhog Day every Friday night
I'm surprised I can keep this face on tight
I thought that it would peel and reveal my bite
I don't wanna become the center of evеryone's life

I've got this friеnd
Sleeps in my bed
He drinks my wine
He eats my bread

When I wanna go out
He goes instead
He says he's a people person
I nod my head

There's a body in the couch
And I think it's mine
I wanna become someone I recognize
I'm not gonna sell myself, no, not this time
Why would I change the face I wear? This one is fine
Tonight, I'm in good company, I'll be alright

I've got this friend
Sleeps in my bed
He drinks my wine
He eats my bread

When I wanna go out
He goes instead
He says he's a people person
He says he's a people person
He says he's a people person
I say, who said?