Center Court, No Scoreboard

[Verse 1]

Empty arena, house lights up, not a single seat is filled

No scoreboard running, no clock deciding if I measure up or not

Just me at center court, finally still enough to feel

Every version of myself I used to think I had to be for someone else

I spent years playing to a crowd that wasn't even watching close

Now I'm learning how to stand here just because I chose

Not the stats, not the highlight, not the numbers on the jersey