INTRO
It's killin' me to write the word goodbye,
I've wadded up and tossed a thousand tries.
We both know the reason,
C(add9)
But I know that my leavin'
Will spare us both the pain.
(Desiree) I can't hold you any longer.
(Desiree) You love his money more than me.
And the taxi's at the gate,
I guess all that's left to say
Is in teardrops at the bottom of the page
'I love you Desiree'.
INSTRUMENTAL
It'd be easier to leave if I were mad,
But it's hard to lose the best you'll ever have.
And to write this note to you,
C(add9)
But not as hard as bein' a poor boy
Who can't afford a girl like you
(Desiree) I can't hold you any longer.
(Desiree) You love his money more than me.
And the taxi's at the gate,
I guess all that's left to say
Is in teardrops at the bottom of the page
God, I love you Desiree,
But I can't hold you any longer.
(Desiree) You love his money more than me.
And the taxi's at the gate,
I guess all that's left to say
Is in teardrops at the bottom of the page
I love you Desiree.
God, I love you Desiree.
I just can't take anymore.
I won't be around for your goodbye.
I won't be around for your goodbye.
You love his money more than me.
C(add9)
You love his money more than me.
I won't be around for your goodbye
Oh you love his money, you love it more than me.
C(add9)
I was just a fool who couldn't see.
I won't be around for your goodbye.
That you love his money, you love it more than me.
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