Friday night you and your boysWent out to eatThen they hung youBut you came home around threeNow if six of you'll went outThen four of you were really cheap`Cause only two of you had dinnerI found your credit card receiptChorus:It's not right, but it's okayI'm gonna make it anywayPack your bags up and leaveAnd don't you dare comeRunning back to meIt's not right, but it's okayI'm gonna make it anywayClose the door behind youLeave your keyI'd rather be alone than unhappyI'm packin' bagsSo you can leave town for a weekThe phone ringsThen you look at me(Why'd you turnAnd look at me)You said it was one of your friendsFrom over on 54th streetSo why did 213 show upOn your caller IDI've been through all this beforeSo how could you thinkThat I would stand aroundAnd take some moreThings are gonna change`Cause I won't be a fool anymoreThat's why you have to leaveSo don'tturn aroundTo see my face`Cause there's no more tearsLeft here for you to seeNow is it really worthYou goin' out like thatSee I'm moving onAnd I refuse to turn backSee all this timeI thought I had somebodyDown for meIt turns outYou were makin' a fool of meChorus