Out Of Goodbyes

(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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