New Year's Eve, friends and crowds
Give me joy of missing out
Drama queens, creeps and clowns
Honey, you can count me out
Leave me be by myself
I'll be happiest, happiest now
Honestly you're missing out
On the joy of missing out

I know they're whispering from right behind my back
Guess I'm a bitch but it depends on who you ask
Don't want to crash your party, I just wanna crash
Ah, ah, ah

Why does torture sound more fun than
All these things I'm supposed to love like

New Year's Eve, friends and crowds
Give me joy of missing out
Drama queens, creeps and clowns
Honey, you can count me out
Lеave me be by mysеlf
I'll be happiest, happiest now
Honestly you're missing out
On the joy of missing–

Out, out, out
Joy of missing–
Out, out, out
Joy of missing out

I know you think I'm probably miserable at home
But I fully plan on dying all alone
Sounds to me like it's the perfect way to go
Ah, ah, ah

Why does torture sound more fun than
All these things I'm supposed to love like

New Year's Eve, friends and crowds
Give me joy of missing out
Drama queens, creeps and clowns
Honey, you can count me out
Leave me be by myself
I'll be happiest, happiest now
Honestly you're missing out
On the joy of missing–

Out, out, out
Joy of missing–
Out, out, out
Joy of missing out

Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

New Year's Eve, friends and crowds
Give me joy of missing out
Drama queens, creeps and clowns
Honey, you can count me out
Leave me be by myself
I'll be happiest, happiest now
Honestly you're missing out
On the joy of missing–

Out, out, out
Joy of missing–
Out, out, out
Joy of missing out