Goodbye July
Hate to see you go
So fast that l
Got a bloody nose
But the tide
Was in harmony
Goodbye to you
My rambling man
l called the truce
With my right hand
And the worst
ls | can understand
Call it off before
You can see the end
Just to tell your story
With paper and pen
But the words all sound reused
When the hurt is a pain you choose
lt's a curse that I don't need
l don't need nothing from you
So goodbye July
Hate to see you go
But you lit a fire
Now I know, I know, I know, I know
l know l know lknow
know what's best for me