All this talk of your sweet girlfriend

is startin' to pay off

and the charms that she got from travel

are startin' to wear off



and i hope that you smile tonight

watching the last of your friends arrive

you smile and shake their hands



and 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 up



and i hope that i drive tonight

into the last of the great sunrises

i'll smile and wave my hand, goodbye



things 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 smile



and 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 light



smile i'll get you

while you wave your hand:

goodbye