Out Of Goodbyes
Tell me "action", speak louder
But there's somethin about her words
That hurt
Clothes on the bed, so late and
I'm the last one still waitin for you to lock the door
On our way home I realize
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
Cause 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 realize
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
Cause we're out of goodbyes
We're out of goodbyes, we're out of goodbyes...
