Goodbye

It's the way you framed the question Your face when the answer sets in And the texts that you sent Drunk on the wine You're too kind And you're crying and cursing my name But you're still too kind It was nice while it lasted Twice now I'm to blame It would be nice if I was after Something else I could name But goodbye Was held on my tongue too long We had a good fight But now the bell's been rung So, goodbye Yeah, goodbye It was the vine bearing no fruit Dying for something new It was the vine bearing no fruit Just like the vine bearing no fruit Dying, dying for something new But goodbye It's been held on my tongue too long We had such a good fight But by now, baby, the bell's been rung So, goodbye Yeah, goodbye