Morning Saying

Bitterness, was right on her tongue With her legs, painted like the drum Loneliness, couldn't do no harm Nor the kiss, of her scented balm Oh honey, I'm just getting good at saying goodbye Getting good at saying goodbye Getting good at saying goodbye Oh honey, I'm just getting good at saying goodbye Getting good at saying goodbye Getting good at saying goodbye Heaviness of this heart shut wide Now my flesh, at arms with my pride Her long dress, left no room to pry So I confess to the gods of time Oh honey, I'm just getting good at saying goodbye Getting good at saying goodbye Getting good at saying goodbye Oh honey, I'm just getting good at saying goodbye Getting good at saying goodbye Getting good at saying goodbye Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ah, there goes my innocence Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ah, there goes my innocence Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ah, there goes my innocence Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ah, there goes my innocence Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ah, there goes my innocence Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ah, there goes my innocence