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