A cold shoulder is all I get, besides the stale smoke from your cigarette.
Your lies flow like vomit from your mouth. I think I better get going.
This night is headed south.

And at the party last night (who-oh-oh-oh)
You weren’t very nice

No I’d rather be alone
Rather stay at home with my record collection.
Cuz I love the hi-fi. You’re friends don’t even try
And I don’t feel a connection, so I’ll see my way out.

Yeah I see who you really are from your vintage grey boots to your PBR.
We had magic for a moment, but the moment’s lost its thrill
And I feel the night coming and I think I’ve had my fill.

And at the party last night (who-oh-oh-oh)
You weren’t very nice

No, I’d rather be alone
Rather stay at home with my record collection.
Cuz I love the hi-fi. You’re friends don’t even try
And I don’t feel a connection, so I’ll see my way out.

And I’ll find my way home.
As my record spins round and round, it’s okay to dance alone.
Cuz there’s truth in the music that electrifies my soul
So let my record spin round and round, yeah it’s okay to dance alone.

And at the party last night (who-oh-oh-oh)
You weren’t very nice

No, I’d rather be alone
Rather stay at home with my record collection.
Cuz I love the hi-fi. You’re friends don’t even try
And I don’t feel a connection, so I’ll see my way out.

(I’ll see my way out)

I’d rather be alone
Rather stay at home with my record collection.
Cuz I love the hi-fi. You’re friends don’t even try
And I don’t feel a connection, so I’ll see my way out.
I’ll see my way out. I’ll see my way out.