Verse 1

Friday night you and your boys went out to eat
Then they hung out, but you came home around three.
Now if six of ya'll went out
Then four of you were really cheap.
Cause only two of you had dinner
I found your credit card receipt.

Hook It's not right, but it's okay
I'm gonna make it anyway.
Pack your bags up and leave.
And 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

Verse 2

I'm packing bags so you can leave town for a week
The phone rings then you look at me (why'd you turn and look at me)
You said it was one of your friends from over 54th street
So why did 213 show up on your caller id.
I've been through all this before
So how could you think.
That I would stand around
And take some more
Things are gonna change.
Cause I won't be a fool anymore
That's why you have to leave.
So don't turn around to see my face
Cause there's no more tears
Left here for you to see.

Verse 3

Now is 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 me.
Hook(repeat out)