lonely afterparties

didn’t want the night to end couldn’t help it

don’t wanna seem uninterested, so i’m faking

talking to somebody that I don’t even know

i should have gone home with my friends from before but

now i’m just stuck here, how did i end up here

a girl with green jeans is shouting in my left ear

trying to act sincere, drinking her last beer

don’t wanna seem uninterested, so i’m still here

seems unlikely

but i might get lucky

every lonely afterparty

soaked in music and bacardi

ends up with me feeling sorry for myself

by every drink it’s getting worse

I’m hungry and I’ve lost my purse

it always ends with feeling sorry for myself

i catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror

i’ve never ever seen myself any clearer

got some missed calls, don’t know who that was

here we go again with the very last straws

this time I’ll be

not so naiv

seems unlikely

but i might get lucky

every lonely afterparty

soaked in music and bacardi

ends up with me feeling sorry for myself

by every drink it’s getting worse

I’m hungry and I’ve lost my purse

it always ends with feeling sorry for myself

Every lonely afterparty

Soaked in music and bacardi

By every drink it’s getting worse

I’m hungry and i’ve lost my purse

Where are my friends

i need to make amends

admit to my mistakes

so i don’t get replaced

Every lonely afterparty

I always end up feeling sorry for myself

Every lonely afterparty

I always end up feeling sorry for myself