I don't wanna be the girl who laughs the loudest
Or the girl who never wants to be alone
I don't wanna be there calling at four o'clock in the morning
'Cause I'm the only one you know in the world that won't be home
That that's not the way I want my story to end
But why do I feel this party's over?
But how do I feel this good sober?
I don't wanna be the girl that has to fill the silence
The quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truth
Please don't tell me that we had that conversation (I know we had)
Cause I won't remember, save your breath, 'cause what's the use?
And it whispers to me softly come and play
And If I let myself go I'm the only one to blame
But why do I feel this party's over? (Oh, woah)
But how do I feel this good sober?
Coming down, coming down, coming down
Spinning 'round, spinning 'round, spinning 'round
I'm looking for myself, sober
Coming down, coming down, coming down
Spinning 'round, spinning 'round, spinning 'round
Looking for myself, sober
When it's good, then it's good, it's so good 'till it goes bad
'Till you're trying to find the you that you once had
I have heard myself cry, never again
Broken down in agony just tryin' to find a friend
Nothing can touch me (nothing can touch me)
But why do I feel this party's over? (Why do I feel this party's over?)
But how do I feel this good sober? (How do I feel this good sober?)
But why do I feel this party's over? (Oh, woah)
But how do I feel this good sober? (How do I feel this good sober?)
WRITERS
Alecia Beth Moore, Floyd Nathaniel Hills, Kara Elizabeth Dioguardi, Marcella Christina Araica
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Takwene LLC, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Iricom US Ltd, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc.