Goodbey handsome...

You come to me kissing me quick... into the darkness i will speak, loving you no more, means leaving you for sure...

the things you say, the things you may, are the things chasing me away...

you never look, you only touch, you make me wanna cry so much...

you never call, you never write, so tell me why your always right?

i will take back the one thing you stole, the thing i wanted to have no more...

so don't ask me why, but loving you no more, means leaving you for sure...