The After Party

You born bad, I am the after party

Skeptic threat, you moved to San Francisco

Now, I want it all. You wanted extra money.

I lost it all. I lost it all

Now I know, it’s good to be alone

It’s good to be alone.

It’s so good to be alone

My surprise, who thought you had my baseball.

I lost sight, and my god came and fixed me

You know I had it all, ends up, it didn't suit me.

I had it all, I had it all

Now I know that I hate to be alone.

I hate to be alone

Oh I hate to be alone.

Now I know, it’s good to be alone

It’s so good to be alone

Oh I need to be alone

Oh I need to be alone

Oh I hate to be alone

Oh I hate to be alone

It’s so good to be alone

It’s so good to be alone