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?