Last To Leave

God, you’re on form tonight

Finish your pint

Make a meal of it

You act so pretentious

They can’t wait for you to finish

Right now you love this

But tomorrow you’ll feel foolish

Embarrassed and hopeless

Tell everyone you didn’t mean it

If you thought you were having fun

How could it be so wrong?

Gonna be the last to leave the party

Make the host wish she never invited

you

Gonna be the last to leave the party

Act like you own every room

Oh, come on I can’t sleep

Why don’t you just stay awake with me,

Amy?

Your monologue drags in the kitchen

It’s not just your drink you’re spilling

To anybody who will listen

At least you come out swinging

Watch as they avert their eyes

They’re not even surprised

You’re like this every other weekend

So of course you’ll do it again, you’ll do

it again

If you thought you were having fun

How could it be so wrong?

Gonna be the last to leave the party

Make the host wish she never invited

you

Gonna be the last to leave the party

Act like you own every room

Oh, come on I can’t sleep

Why don’t you just stay awake with me,

Amy? Come on

Amy? Come on

Come on, come on, come on…

It doesn’t have to feel broken just knock

back another one

It doesn’t have to feel broken just knock

back another one, and another one,

and another one, and another one, and

another one…

Gonna be the last to leave the party

Make the host wish she never met you

Gonna be the last to leave the party

All alone in the living room

Oh, what is there left to lose?

Those four walls closing in on you