[Verse 1]
On the couch in my old sweatshirt
Scrolling through our weekend reel
Every frame is you and somebody
Laughing
Leaning
Head on a shoulder
I pause on the one from Sunday
You mouthed “I love you” at the camera
I’m the blur in the back with my drink up
Cut off at the edge of the frame
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m happy for you
God
I’m happy for you
But it hits me in the quiet when the phone light fades
[Chorus]
All my girls got somebody
And I’m still going home alone
Singing duets with my ceiling
In a bed that feels too cold
I want arms that know my middle name
A voice that says “you’re staying”
All my girls got somebody
When do I get to say “that’s him”?
[Verse 2]
Kitchen light
Half-open takeout
Talking to my wine like a friend
Text comes in
“He booked us Paris”
You send pics of a ring on your hand
I scream through the screen “you deserve it”
Then stare at my own bare fingers
Swiping through a sea of maybes
Who vanish when the night gets later
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m proud of you
So
So proud of you
But it stings a little deeper when the blue ticks fade
[Chorus]
All my girls got somebody
And I’m still going home alone
Learning every crack in the ceiling
In a bed that feels too cold
I want hands that hold my bad days close
A look that says “you’re chosen”
All my girls got somebody
When do I get to say “that’s him”?
[Bridge]
Maybe he’s lost in another city
Maybe he’s stuck in his own fear
Maybe I meet him on some Tuesday
Buying flowers
Grabbing coffee here
’Til then it’s me at the table
Set for two with an empty chair
Raising a glass to the love you found
Trying not to feel left there (oh)
[Chorus]
All my girls got somebody
I’m not mad
I’m just in between
Got a heart all packed like luggage
Waiting at a gate unseen
I want arms that know my quiet songs
A laugh that fills my kitchen
All my girls got somebody
Somewhere out there
He’s scrolling too
Looking for me like I’m looking for him