Goodbye Queen
What about love makes you weak?
Ain't no easy on easy street
Magic carpets don't take my feet
I get mine, it ain't make-believe
I get mine, it ain't make-believe
If you want a lover that leaves
I will be your goodbye queen
Yeah, I will be your Santa Ana wind
You can count on me to let you down again
I'm afraid you might just break before I bend
But I'd have to swing too wide to turn this thing around
What about life makes you cry?
We're all searching for paradise
Ain't no trophy or ribbon prize
Do my best to live it right
Do my best to live it right
If you want a lover that leaves
I will be your goodbye queen
Yeah, I will be your Santa Ana wind
You can count on me to let you down again
And I'm afraid you might just break before I bend
But I'd have to swing too wide to turn this thing around
Say that highway is for losers
But you dig all these truck drivin' songs
Oh but beggars can't be choosers
So I guess we all gotta play along
Yeah, I guess we all gotta play along
If you want a lover that leaves
I will be your goodbye queen
Yeah, I will be your Santa Ana wind
You can count on me to let you down again
I'm afraid you might just break before I bend
And I just need to please, leavin' in the end
And I hate to have to let you go, my friend
But I'd have to swing too wide to turn this thing around
Ain't no easy on easy street
Magic carpets don't take my feet
I get mine, it ain't make-believe
I get mine, it ain't make-believe
If you want a lover that leaves
I will be your goodbye queen
Yeah, I will be your Santa Ana wind
You can count on me to let you down again
I'm afraid you might just break before I bend
But I'd have to swing too wide to turn this thing around
What about life makes you cry?
We're all searching for paradise
Ain't no trophy or ribbon prize
Do my best to live it right
Do my best to live it right
If you want a lover that leaves
I will be your goodbye queen
Yeah, I will be your Santa Ana wind
You can count on me to let you down again
And I'm afraid you might just break before I bend
But I'd have to swing too wide to turn this thing around
Say that highway is for losers
But you dig all these truck drivin' songs
Oh but beggars can't be choosers
So I guess we all gotta play along
Yeah, I guess we all gotta play along
If you want a lover that leaves
I will be your goodbye queen
Yeah, I will be your Santa Ana wind
You can count on me to let you down again
I'm afraid you might just break before I bend
And I just need to please, leavin' in the end
And I hate to have to let you go, my friend
But I'd have to swing too wide to turn this thing around
Credits
Writer(s): Jaime Pius, Chris Masterson, Eleanor Whitmore
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