One day you'll see It was wrong to leave me I light a candle in your memory Turn off the lights and cry myself to sleep My mascara's running down my cheek I haven't left the house in over a week It won't be long before they miss me Down where I work at the factory You have a new mate A powdered face I'm sure to meet I know he works in the robotics trade Must make more money than I have ever made He drives the newest model motorbike When he speeds and it gets you high He has a body that I'm sure you like Leather jacket and electric tights No more nights at the disco You'll be there so I can't go No more nights at the disco You'll be there so I can't go No more nights at the disco You'll be there so I can't go One more time My mascara's running down my cheek I haven't left house in over a week It won't be long before they miss me Down where I work at the factory