All this talk of your sweet girlfriend
is startin' to pay off
and the charms that she got from travel
are startin' to wear offand i hope that you smile tonight
watching the last of your friends arrive
you smile and shake their handsand the hero that you hoped you'd be
never seemed to show up
and if i can keep on talking
there won't be time to give upand i hope that i drive tonight
into the last of the great sunrises
i'll smile and wave my hand, goodbyethings don't work out quite the way
you planned it's almost half past two
and i've begun to hate the way you
smile, so smileand i hope that you close your eyes
block out the pain of a thousand lives
and i hope that you die tonight
just close your eyes
there goes the lightsmile i'll get you
while you wave your hand:
goodbye