Lyrics

It's Friday night I feel empty All the pretty people All their parents' money You made me go to this party Even when I told you my heart had Left my body And now I'm in the bathroom And I'm looking in the mirror And I'm watching closely as my Pupils get bigger I can't remember a time When I once wanted to Put on a party dress And be talked down to Every single thing I feel Can't be worse than last time But when that girl said she liked my hair I thought that i might cry All your stupid friends Have cocaine addictions You say I'm just jealous It might make my lifе worth living What a cunning thing to say It's friday night I feel lonely All the pretty pеople All their parents' money I don't stay long at these parties But you let me leave Without making a scene But at home I never sleep