Friday night you and your boys
Went out to eat
Then they hung out
But you came home around three
(yes u did)
If six of you'll went out
Then four of you were really cheap
'Cause only two of you had dinner
I found your credit card receipt
Chorus:
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
I'm packin' bags
So you can leave town for a week
(yes I am)
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 down of 54th street
So why did 213 show up
On your caller ID
I've been through all this before
So how could you think
(don't think about, don't think about it)
That I would stand around
And take some more
Things are gonna change
(thinks are gonna change baby)
'Cause I won't be a fool anymore
That's why you have to leave
(yea yea yea yea yea yee yea)
So don't turn around
To see my face
(don't u turn around)
'Cause there's no more tears
Left here for you to see
Now was it really worth
You goin' out like that
(tell me ohhh)
See I'm moving on
And I refuse to turn back
(yea)
See all of this time
I thought I had somebody
Down for wit me
It turns out
You were makin' a fool of me
Chorus
Writer(s): Fred Iii Jerkins, Lashawn Ameen Daniels, Toni J. Estes, Rodney Jerkins, Isaak J. Phillips
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