Now you're leaving but why we shaking hands
No I don't pride myself
Phone number napkin stuck up on the fridge
I had to live and learn
Don't hold my hand alright
Goodbye Anita
Tonight I have to hold myself
All night
Goodbye Anita
Money's tight and I can't get out of bed
So I just scratch my head
Winter's coming to pick my bones again
Wish I could set me free
Don't hold my hand alright
Goodbye Anita
Tonight I have to hold myself
All night
Goodbye Anita see less