Text: Son Of Dork. Welcome to Loserville. Party's Over.

Party's over
I just watched my girlfriend get laid on the sofa
Does that seem weird to you?
The guy was older
Heard someone say he got her clothes off playing poker
When I wasn't in the room
Can I assume this spells the end for me and you?

Morning after
I go outside and the garden's a disaster
The kitchen table's in the pool
The sound of laughter
Echoes on inside my mind, holes in the plaster
And I feel like such a tool
And so abused, don't think I've ever felt this used

And goodbye
Feels so sore
My relationship's over
I'm lost without a cause
I wonder why
She strung me up and left me hanging out to dry
Tell the guys ... the party's over

It's complicated
Stranded at first base I never saw her naked
Now I'llnever get a chance
I'm aggravated
When I think of all the precious time I've wasted
On another dead romance
The days go by, they fade away and so do I

And goodbye
Feels so sore
My relationship's over
I'm lost without a cause
I wonder why
She strung me up and left me hanging out to dry
Tell the guys ... the party's over

And I can't get over
Face the fact, it's over
I don't know why I even try

It's so sore
My relationship's over
I'm lost without a cause
I wonder why
She strung me up and left me hanging out to dry
Tell the guys ... the party's over

It takes a while to realise
Funny how the feeling dies
Don't wanna hear your alibis
For something you can't justify
There's nothing here for me to say
It's not for me to save the day
The lights are on so go away