ell me actions
speak louder
But there's something
about her words
that hurt
lothes on the bed
so late and
I'm the last one
still waiting for ya
to lock the door
n our way home
I realise
There's some
kind of storm
brewing in his eyes
nly veiled by
a thin disguise
ow that
I've done my time
I need to move on
and I need you to try
os 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