| It’s not right, but it’s okay |
| I’m gonna make it anyway |
| Pack your bags up and leave |
| Don’t you dare come running back to me |
| It’s not right, but it’s okay |
| I’m gonna make it anyway |
| Close the door behind you, leave your key |
| I’d rather be alone than unhappy |
| I pack bags so you can leave town for a week (yes I am) |
| The phone rings and then you look at me |
| Said it was one of your friends |
| Down on 54th street boy |
| It turns out, you were making a fool of me, oh |
| It’s not right, but it’s okay |
| I’m gonna make it anyway |
| Pack your bags up and leave |
| Don’t you dare come running back to me |
| It’s not right, but it’s okay |
| I’m gonna make it anyway |
| Close the door behind you, leave your key |
| I’d rather be alone than unhappy |
| Was is it really worth you goin´ out like that |
| See I´m moving on |
| And I refuse to turn back |
| See all this time |
| I thought I had somebody down for me |
| It turns out you were makin´ a fool of me |
| It’s not right, but it’s okay |
| I’m gonna make it anyway |
| Pack your bags up and leave |
| Don’t you dare come running back to me |
| It’s not right, but it’s okay |
| I’m gonna make it anyway |
| Close the door behind you, leave your key |
| I’d rather be alone than unhappy |