The After Party Songtext
von Bad Books

You born bad, I am the after party
Skeptic threat, you moved to San Francisco
Now, I want it all. You wanted extra money.
I lost it all. I lost it all
Now I know, it′s good to be alone
It's good to be alone.
It′s so good to be alone
My surprise, who thought you had my baseball.
I lost sight, and my god came and fixed me
You know I had it all, ends up, it didn't suit me.
I had it all, I had it all


Now I know that I hate to be alone.
I hate to be alone
Oh I hate to be alone.
Now I know, it's good to be alone
It′s so good to be alone
Oh I need to be alone
Oh I need to be alone
Oh I hate to be alone
Oh I hate to be alone
It′s so good to be alone
It's so good to be alone