Friday night you and your boys went out to eat
Then they hung out
But you came home around three

If six of y'all went out
Then four of you were really cheap
Cause only two of you had dinner

I found your credit card receipt

[Chorus 1:]

It's not right
But it's okay
I'm gonna make it anyway

Pack your bags up and leave
Don't you dare come running back to me
It's not right

But it's okay
I'm gonna make it anyway
Close the door behind you

Leave your key
I'd rather be alone
Than unhappy


I'll pack your bags
So you can leave town for a week

The phone rings
And then you look at me
You said it was one of your friends

Down on 54th St.
So why did 213
Show up on your Caller I.D.


[Chorus 2:]
I've been through all of this before

So how could you think
That I would stand around
And take some more

Things are gonna change
That's why you have to leave
So don't turn around to see my face

There's no more tears
For you to see


Was it really worth you going out like that
See I'm moving on
And I refuse to turn back

See all of this time
I thought I had somebody down for me
It turns out

You were making a fool of mee

[Chorus 1: x5 until fade]