Goodbye
I am undercover like a cop car
See you acting different when I'm close, ahh
And you been telling lies, I can tell, ahh
I can smell it on your perfume, ahh
Something is burnt in the oven, baby
Don't keep running now you're up to something
I see that you're bluffing
Got your stuff all packed out, ahh
Lighting up the match, ahh
Don't know how I got attached, ahh
Baby I'm never coming back, ahh
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
Got your Gucci thrown in the trash, ahh
'Cause, baby, you ain't got my back, ahh
And now you're sitting crying at the front door
Saying that you wish that you did more
Something is burnt in the oven, baby
Don't keep running now you're up to something
I see that you're bluffing
Got your stuff all packed, ahh
Lighting up the match, ahh
Don't know how I got attached, ahh
Baby, I'm never coming back, ahh
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
Knife in my back, it's hard to crawl
Writing's on the wall
I guess you want to see me call
But I won't, I won't, no
Got your stuff all packed, ahh
Lighting up the match, ahh
Don't know how I got attached, ahh
Baby, I'm never coming back, ahh
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
See you acting different when I'm close, ahh
And you been telling lies, I can tell, ahh
I can smell it on your perfume, ahh
Something is burnt in the oven, baby
Don't keep running now you're up to something
I see that you're bluffing
Got your stuff all packed out, ahh
Lighting up the match, ahh
Don't know how I got attached, ahh
Baby I'm never coming back, ahh
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
Got your Gucci thrown in the trash, ahh
'Cause, baby, you ain't got my back, ahh
And now you're sitting crying at the front door
Saying that you wish that you did more
Something is burnt in the oven, baby
Don't keep running now you're up to something
I see that you're bluffing
Got your stuff all packed, ahh
Lighting up the match, ahh
Don't know how I got attached, ahh
Baby, I'm never coming back, ahh
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
Knife in my back, it's hard to crawl
Writing's on the wall
I guess you want to see me call
But I won't, I won't, no
Got your stuff all packed, ahh
Lighting up the match, ahh
Don't know how I got attached, ahh
Baby, I'm never coming back, ahh
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
This is my goodbye
Credits
Writer(s): Tom Lundback, Robin Lundback
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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