All Your Goodies Are Gone The Dells

I am through with you
Baby, I refuse to be blue

Let hurt put you in the loser's seat
(Hurt put you in the loser's seat, hurt put you in loser's seat)
(Hurt put you in the loser's seat, hurt put you in loser's seat)

Let hurt put you behind the wheel
(Hurt put you in the loser's seat, hurt put you in loser's seat)
(Hurt put you in the loser's seat, hurt put you in loser's seat)

Shame, shame on me
For thinking that I could possibly be
The exclusive one of your choice
In this world infested with boys

When now I know that I am first on your list
And if I leave, I'm gonna be missed
I cannot take a chance on you
It's so easy to become number two

And I refuse to be blue
Baby, I'm crying you will lose

Let hurt put you in the loser's seat
(Hurt put you in the loser's seat, hurt put you in loser's seat)
(Hurt put you in the loser's seat, hurt put you in loser's seat)