Last chance to lose your keys

I cashed in all my chips tonight
And combed my hair till it was just right
Cause I've been thinking about you and me girl
And we got something going on
You told me you can't wait to see me and
Then you didn't bother to even show up
This whole situation is incredibly typical
I should have seen it all along

It's girls like you that make my think I'm better
Off at home on a Saturday night with all my doors locked up tight
I won't be thinking about you baby

You call me on the phone, and you don't even want to talk
You're staring at me from across the room then turn your back when I walk up
We got inches away, and I never even got close
So leave your lipstick at home
Don't pick up the phone
Don't bother to look in my direction

I should have seen it all along
It's girls like you that make me think I'm better off
Home on a Saturday night with all my doors locked up tight
I won't be thinking about you, baby
Forget everything you think you know about me

This isn't highschool
This isn't highschool
This isn't highschool
This isn't highschool
This isn't highschool