Tell me actions, speak louder, but there's something about her words, that hurts. Closing my bed so late and I'm the last one still waiting for you to lock the door. On our way home I realize, there's some kind of storm brewing in his eyes. Only veiled by a thin disguise. And now that I've done my time, I need to move on and I need you to try. Cause we're out of goodbyes, we're out of goodbyes, out of goodbyes. I never asked you to change, but sadly you don't feel the same. About me. I wonder, does your man still shudder when you touch his hand? Like this man. On our way home I realize, there's some kind of storm brewing in his eyes. Only veiled by a thin disguise. And now that I've done my time, I need to move on and I need you to try. Cause we're out of goodbyes, we're out of goodbyes, out of goodbyes. Ooooooooh. Ooooooooh.