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It's Friday night
I feel empty
All the pretty people
All their parents' money
You made me go to this party
Even when I told you my heart had
Left my body
And now I'm in the bathroom
And I'm looking in the mirror
And I'm watching closely as my
Pupils get bigger
I can't remember a time
When I once wanted to
Put on a party dress
And be talked down to
Every single thing I feel
Can't be worse than last time
But when that girl said she liked my hair
I thought that i might cry
All your stupid friends
Have cocaine addictions
You say I'm just jealous
It might make my life worth living
What a cunning thing to say
It's friday night
I feel lonely
All the pretty people
All their parents' money
I don't stay long at these parties
But you let me leave
Without making a scene
But at home I never sleep
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