Whoa
So now my head's clear, I'm not feeling nothing at all
I gotta tell you the truth
You're nothing but a dirty, spoiled and a lipstick whore
And I'm all done with you

Now you know the deal, you know exactly where you stand
It's time to pack your fucking bags and get the fuck out of here

Say goodbye to all the things that you could have had
Say goodbye
Say goodbye to all the things that you could have had

Yeah
Spent all day getting sober, now I'm feeling like shit
Now I got nothing to do
You stupid bitch, don't you know that nothing lasts forever?
The triple six is in you

Common sense has got me by the balls
Won't go until you pack your fucking bags and get the fuck out of here

Say goodbye to all the things that you could have had
Say goodbye
Say goodbye to all the things that you could have had
Say goodbye
Say goodbye to all the things that you could have had

Say goodbye!
Say goodbye!

Say goodbye!
Say goodbye!
By-by-by-by-by-by-bye!

Say goodbye to all the things that you could have had
Say goodbye
Say goodbye to all the things that you could have had
Say goodbye
Say goodbye to all the things that you could have had
Oh