Beauty Of Goodbye

goodbye goodguy
i feel like my feet have forgotten the way to your door

i have my hands and my words but what are they for

and you said you thought i was cute but im just a cutflower

and every seconds an hour

we scream, scream, that wasnt the way that it was

i believe beauty was drowned in because

my mix and match memory has managed to make you a god

and everything else i forgot
goodbye

goodbye

goodbye

goodbye goodguy
i want to tell someone invisible that its not fair

were made up of moments and fingernails, toenails and hair

and in between be and begin and a jail of clay

how can you love me anyway?
goodbye

goodbye

goodbye

goodbye goodguy
something was hovering over you boy, just then

you scolded me, told me dont bother, and ished again

and everything perfect you said was just mirrors and wires

you look left, i was right

here with my feet in my fir