Rolled up my sleeves today
'Cause I thought that this was over
But then you called to say
You forgot that broach of your mother's
And every time I try to cut the cord
You come crawling back with some excuse
There's nothing good about goodbye
I could swear I saw you cry
Always knew you'd wind up falling, falling harder
Nothing good about goodbye
Rolled up my sleeves today
'Cause I thought that this had ended
But then you called again
To tell me how you're gonna blow my best friend
And every time I try to cut the cord
You come crawling back with some excuse
There's nothing good about goodbye
I can swear I saw you cry
Always knew you'd wind up falling, falling harder
Every story has two sides
In the he-said-she-said fight
But you'll always wind up falling, falling harder
Nothing good about goodbye
There's nothing good about goodbye
I can swear I saw you cry
I always knew you'd wind up falling, falling harder
Every story has two sides
In the he-said-she-said fight
She'll always wind up falling, falling harder
Nothing good about goodbye
There's nothing good about goodbye
WRITERS
LLOYD GARVEY, ROSS HANSON, BRIAN HOWES, MARK KING, MICHAEL RODDEN, AUSTIN WINKLER
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, TuneCore Inc., CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC