(Johnny Macrae, Bobby Fischer, Charlie Black)

It's another back-door sneakin' in

Where you been? midnight

Quiet as a mac truck-lotsa luck

Thinkin' up an alibi

But every light in the house is on

Everything is gone

She's left me no chance at redemption

No further exemption

Just a big red "Goodbye" in lipstick on the wall

Goodbye says it all

No long explanation

No reconciliation

No let's talk-it-over number I can call

Goodbye says it all

Goodbye...

She could have thrown a know-down scream-and-shout

Have-it-out tirade

She could have made it real tough bringing up

All the hell that I raised

But no more wasted words on me

No, she kept it short and sweet

She's left me no chance at redemption

No further exemption

Just a big red "Goodbye" in lipstick on the wall

Goodbye says it all

No long explanation

No reconciliation

No let's talk-it-over number I can call

Goodbye says it all

Goodbye...

No more wasted words on me

No, she kept it short and sweet

She's left me no chance at redemption

No further exemption

Just a big red "Goodbye" in lipstick on the wall

Goodbye says it all

No long explanation

No reconciliation

No let's talk-it-over number I can call

Goodbye says it all

Goodbye...

Goodbye...

Goodbye says it all.

© 1994