(intro 4x)
Tell me actions speak louder
But there s something about her words that hurt
Clothes on the bed, so late and
I m the last one still waiting for ya to lock the door
On our way home I realise
There s some kind of storm brewing in his eyes
Only veiled by a thin disguise
Now that I ve done my time
I need to move on and I need you to try
Cos we re out of goodbyes
We re out of goodbyes, out of goodbyes
Never asked you to change
But sadly you don t feel the same about me
I wonder does your man still shudder when you touch his hand
Like this man
On our way home I realise
There s some kind of storm brewing in his eyes
Only veiled by a thin disguise
Now that I ve done my time
I need to move on and I need you to try
Cos we re out of goodbyes
We re out of goodbyes, we re out of goodbyes
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