All Your Goodies Are Gone Parliament

I am through with you
Baby, I refuse to be blue
Let hurt put you in the loser's seat (x5)
Let hurt put you behind the wheel (hurt put you in the loser's seat (x3))

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

Well, 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 cutting you a-loose
Let hurt put you in the loser's seat (x5)
Let hurt put you behind the wheel (hurt put you in the loser's seat (x3))

Let you see how does it feel (let you see how it feels)
To be un-for-real (to be un-for-real)
To be without a love of your own (without a love of your own)
And all your goodies are gone (all your goodies are gone)
All your goodies are gone (all your goodies are gone)
All your goodies are gone (all your goodies are gone)