Alone in the Gameroom Video (MV)

Rolled up silverware
And a less than likable disguise
The pins that held her hair up
Pulled and mixed in with the ties

Sitting all dejected on
A dance floor for the poor
She manages to feel offended
Noticing how it's offbrand and

She longs
Oh she longs
She longs to be loved by him
But she knows she won't

Pulling off her apron
And looking at the time
I don't wonder if she cares
If a Friday won't reach midnight on her dime

Oh so she's left
With a pocket full of under the tables
And a grudge that's worth much less
For her imagined high school friends who

Did it right
Oh they did it right
She's so sure that they got to be loved by him
But she knows she won't
Cause she knows you don't

Wind up with a carte blanche
Or a late bloom
She sees that she left the open sign up outside
And you don't fix your failures by weeping alone in the gameroom

But she might just try
Oh, she'll prolly try