Music: Frank Stronach Walker/Andrew Polychronopoulos/Rob Persaud/Josephine Martin Dunne
I can tell on the drive in the car when you didn't say a thing
In my hotel bed, heard a crack when you said my name
I thought being away would keep it away but I see it in the back of your head
Oh, the closer I get, yeah, the more that I feel the space
When I touch your hand, why don't I feel it?
When you want a talk, why do you keep things close?
Why do you act so cold?
So are you gonna say goodbye? Oh, I can't take it no more
All the lows without no highs, oh, I can't take it no more
All the time I gave to something I can't fix
I put my heart inside your hand but you can't take it no more
Are you gonna say—
Are you gonna say—
Is there some kind of thing I can say to make you see me differently?
Is there somebody else that fits you more than me?
When you say it's fine, why don't I feel it?
To walk out the door, if you only keep things close
And act so cold
So are you gonna say goodbye? Oh, I can't take it no more
All the lows without no highs, oh, I can't take it no more
All the time I gave to something I can't fix
I put my heart inside your hand but you can't take it no more
So are you gonna say—
All the time I gave to something I can't fix
I put my heart inside your hand but you can't take it no more
Are you gonna say—
Are you gonna say—
So are you gonna say—
Are you gonna say—
So are you gonna say—