All Your Goodies Are Gone (feat. Mayer Hawthorne)

I'm through with you Baby I refuse to be blue So let hurt put you in the loser seat, aah yeah So let hurt put you behind the wheel, ah yeah Shame, shame on me Thinking that I could possibly be The exclusive one of your choice In this world infested with boys Well now I know that I am first on your list And if I leave I'm gonna be missed I can take a chance on you And it's so easy to become number two See I refuse to be blue Meaning I'm cutting you loose So let hurt put you in the loser seat, aah yeah So let hurt put you behind the wheel, ah yeah Let you see how it feels (Let you see how it feels) To be un for real (To be un for real) Without a love of your own (Without a love of your own) And all your goodies are gone (And all your goodies are gone) And all your goodies are gone, yeah (And all your goodies are gone) Your goodies are gone (All your goodies are...) So good I admit your love was good But it won't rectify, I won't cry If you ever tell me goodbye See I refuse to be blue Meaning I, I gotta cut you loose So let hurt put you behind the wheel, aah yeah Let you see how it feels (Let you see how it feels) To be un for real (To be un for real) Without a love of your own (Without a love of your own) And all your goodies are gone (And all your goodies are gone) And all your goodies are gone (And all your goodies are gone) Your goodies are gone, ha-ha-ha-ha