OutofGoodbyes

Out of Goodbyes - The Hit Crew

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