Party on!
My friends are out
Saturday night
I feel like a fight
But I'm fighting myself
sh**ty pasta
And a million dollar bottle of wine
It was meant for fun
Now it's for one
And I'm the one
I miss you
I miss the
You you used to be
When you were me,
My God I miss you
Half the fuses blew
Lights are on
But nothing goes
can't find the matches
Soaked pasta
Won't cook right
I'm on my own
Cooking for one
And it's not even good
And I can't recall
The last time
You were here
I miss you
Miss the you
You used to be
When you were me,
My God I miss you
Why tonight am I
Home alone sitting
Eating sh**ty pasta
Drinking damn good wine
Without you?