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Better at Goodbye
by James Trask

V1

Watching numbers on the monitor
Poppin' aspirin for the pain in my brain
Feeling small in the terminal
Waiting for my morning train

My eyes are bloodshot 
My arm covers my wide yawned teeth 
And my skin gets tired tingles
Yearning for silver sheets

Businessmen around me
Students and tourists, too
I’m glancing at the fringes
Daydreaming I see you

Come rushing up to grab my hand
(And) pull me from this hall
But I know you’re far away as I
Fix back on fiery red numerals

Pre-Refrain

My left hand rests on my suitcase handle
As my right accepts free WI-FI

Refrain

We were so good together
But we were better at goodbye

Post-Refrain

Hey, hey, yea
Better at goodbye
Hey, hey, yea

V2

The day we met was a different tired
We stayed up all night talking
You wore dinosaurs on your shirt
Silver earrings dangling

I was sure I could topple one more windmill
With my crooked pool cue
You were sure the Grand Ball was still waiting
And any slippers would do

We bathed in a pool in a hidden grotto
We kissed in the frond of a giant fern
Your skin was soft as orchid petals
And mirrored the flickering candle’s burn

Pan played a ditty with his flute
Venus harmonized on her lead guitar
You gave me a Starburst from your purse
And said "let’s have breakfast for dinner"

Pre-Refrain

I still don’t know where we got lost
We somehow forgot to try

Refrain

We were so good together
But we were better at goodbye

Post-Refrain

Hey, hey, yea
Better at goodbye
Hey, hey, yea

Middle 8 / Bridge

There’s a fast blur of swamps and farms
The train is only half-full
I can stretch out my legs
And my seat is comfortable

But I can’t seem to close my lids on you yet
I imagine you walk through the carriage door
And lay your head on my lap
And say "I don’t want to fight anymore"

V3

But I see you’re far from here
As I study the windowpane
And squeeze my hands together
As if my body is trying to pray

I don’t know if I can explain
Why anyone would choose
Instead of the ache of impending disaster
The ache of certain doom

Pre-Refrain

You pulled away / (oh) you scared me
Like I stepped from a roof to nothing but sky

Refrain

And I wanted to say "I need you"
But I was better at saying "goodbye"

Post-Refrain

Hey, hey, yea
Better at goodbye
Hey, hey, yea

Outtro

I was better at goodbye