BETTER AT GOODBYE (7" VERSION)
James T.
Genre: Americana/alt rock / alt country
Tempo: uptempo
Additional Notes:
No Notes Available
Backstory:
Lyrics:
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
Chorus
I still don’t know where we got lost
We somehow forgot to try
We were so good together
But we were better at goodbye
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
Chorus
I still don’t know where we got lost
We somehow forgot to try
We were so good together
But we were better at goodbye
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
Chorus
You pulled away / (oh) you scared me
Like I stepped from a roof to nothing but sky
And I wanted to say "I need you"
But I was better at saying "goodbye"
Hey, hey, yea
Better at goodbye
Hey, hey, yea
Outtro
I was better at goodbye