Bye
Goodness gracious, here goes nothing
Wasted hours on your egos consolation
We can't Sunday service, thank you
You've been everything I needed, now I'm good
I don't want to spend a time with your cries
I don't want to be the Bony to your Clyde
I really don't need you and your whack ride
If it's up to me, then baby, bye
Promises were made and never kept, lies
You will be the cause of your own demise
With you, I'm not feeling like we're at die
If it's up to me, then baby, bye
Save myself from your behavior
I am better off without you, you're no savior
Flowers always blossom growing
Like those Florida leaves, I am
And whenever I be up again
You always seem to find a way to care, ooh
I don't want to spend my time with your cries
I don't want to be the Bony to your Clyde
I really don't need you and your whack ride
If it's up to me, then baby, bye
Promises were made and never kept, lies
You will be the cause of your own demise
With you, I'm not feeling like we're at die
If it's up to me, then baby, bye
I don't want to spend my time with your cries
I don't want to be the Bony to your Clyde
I really don't need you and your whack ride
If it's up to me, then baby, bye
Promises were made and never kept, lies
You will be the cause of your own demise
With you, I'm not feeling like we're at die
If it's up to me, then baby, bye
Wasted hours on your egos consolation
We can't Sunday service, thank you
You've been everything I needed, now I'm good
I don't want to spend a time with your cries
I don't want to be the Bony to your Clyde
I really don't need you and your whack ride
If it's up to me, then baby, bye
Promises were made and never kept, lies
You will be the cause of your own demise
With you, I'm not feeling like we're at die
If it's up to me, then baby, bye
Save myself from your behavior
I am better off without you, you're no savior
Flowers always blossom growing
Like those Florida leaves, I am
And whenever I be up again
You always seem to find a way to care, ooh
I don't want to spend my time with your cries
I don't want to be the Bony to your Clyde
I really don't need you and your whack ride
If it's up to me, then baby, bye
Promises were made and never kept, lies
You will be the cause of your own demise
With you, I'm not feeling like we're at die
If it's up to me, then baby, bye
I don't want to spend my time with your cries
I don't want to be the Bony to your Clyde
I really don't need you and your whack ride
If it's up to me, then baby, bye
Promises were made and never kept, lies
You will be the cause of your own demise
With you, I'm not feeling like we're at die
If it's up to me, then baby, bye
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Writer(s): Charlotte Dos Santos
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