We're done, I'm not having fun
You're dumb now go find Mr. Handsome
You can complain to all your friends all day
It wouldn't matter anyway because
We're done, I'm not having fun
She won't know if I don't confess but i
Told her I loved her and deleted the text she's
Onto me 'cos I woke her up
Reckon that i'm out of luck
Way oh, way oh-oh
Way oh, way oh-oh
Five foot four with makeup galore
Posh accent I think i've been here before
She told me i'm just not the on
Apparently she just wants to have fun
Way oh, way oh-oh
Way oh, way oh-oh
We're done, I'm not having fun
You're dumb now go find Mr. Handsome
You can complain to all your friends all day
It wouldn't matter anyway because
We're done, I'm not having fun
Wonder what the others think while i
Distract myself with crowds and drinks
I get the text saying go to hell
Oh well
Way oh, way oh-oh
Way oh, way oh-oh
Look at you with your brand new kicks
She reckons she knows all the tricks
She's got a new boy how bizarre
I reckon that they won't go too far
Way oh, way oh-oh
Way oh, way oh-oh
We're done, I'm not having fun
You're dumb now go find Mr. Handsome
You can complain to all your friends all day
It wouldn't, shouldn't, couldn't matter cos
We're done, I'm not having fun
