I'm way too good at goodbyes (I'm way too good at goodbyes) And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry And every time you walk out, the less I love you Baby, we don't stand a chance, it's sad but it's true I'm never gonna let you close to

Don't leave me low, don't leave me low Don't leave me low, don't let me go Don't f me up, don't f me up Don't make me beg Soak you up, wring me out Leave me dry a hundred times just to turn me down Push me down to make sure that I Got a taste, got a

Don't leave me high Don't leave me dry Two jumps in a week I bet you think that's pretty clever, don't you boy? Flying on your motorcycle Watching all the ground beneath you drop Kill yourself for recognition Kill yourself to never ever stop You broke

So dry your weeping eyes I will never leave, no I don't never want to hear you say that again Baby I'm not going nowhere Look at me, you understand me? Now, what gave you the silly idea that I'm about to leave Girl who you been listening to? They must be

And I don't know how we So leave me at the roadside And hang me up and out to dry The places inside me that I find Woke up one day somehow thought we knew 'Cause I don't know And I don't think you see Exactly what we're supposed to do

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you, boy? Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop You'd kill yourself for recognition; kill yourself to never ever stop

God bless America, and all the beautiful women in it Like Lady Liberty shining all night long Take me as I am You let me in, don't leave me out Or leave me dry May you stand proud and strong God bless America, and all the beautiful people in it Take me,

I'm way too good at goodbyes (I'm way too good at goodbyes) And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry And every time you walk out, the less I love you Baby, we don't stand a chance, it's sad but it's true I'm never gonna let you close to

(I'm way too good at goodbyes) And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry And every time you walk out, the less I love you Baby, we don't stand a chance, it's sad but it's true I'm never gonna let you close to me Even though you mean the

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you, boy? Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop You'd kill yourself for recognition; kill yourself to never ever stop