| Never see the big, church staple, when I call you on the phone
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| Never feel the rush of angels, when we stay up late alone
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| Never whisper you a great love story, only scream and cry or more
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| But you’re a good man, but you’re a good man
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| I keep telling myself to just let go
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| O-o-oh, let go of the one who took all your gold
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| I get home and there’s a love note waiting,
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| But only he is here tonight
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| And the words, the Wromises you’re making
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| Only echo all these lies
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| And for every sweet nothing you whisper
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| Why is goodbye my reply?
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| Cause you’re a good man, cause you’re a good man
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| I keep telling myself to just let go
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| There was someone that I knew before, a heart from the past
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| But I can not forget, and let him take all my gold, and hurt me so bad
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| But now for you, I have not been loved of all my go-gold
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| Stare my heart blank, am I ever gonna let him go? |
| Get my gold back
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| And today I was a dead girl walking, city light birds, room for tears
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| Heard you say my name and get to talking of the love and all the fears
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| And you saw all the pain I was holding, and yet still you’d hold me near
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| Cause you’re a good man, cause you’re a good man,
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| I keep telling myself to just let go
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| There was someone that I knew before,
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| A heart from the past, that I can not forget
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| I let him take all my gold, and hurt me so bad
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| But now for you, I have nothing left
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| Cause there was someone that I knew before
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| A heart from the past, that I can not forget
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| I let him take all my gold, and hurt me so bad
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| But now for you, I have nothing left
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| All my gold |