It's in your goodbyes, baby
In your hellos
It's in your
everything.
Ghosts that haunt you
Women who have walked the stairs
Before you.
Your skepticism and reserve
Is in your goodbyes, baby
It's in the way you say hello
You say this and acted that
But you secretly have reservations
So you choose not to committ
And you probe and he prods
And he backs you into corners
Till you no longer know how to act.
It's in the goodbyes