Desiree

Intro: It's killin' me to write the word goodbye, I've wadded up and tossed a thousand tries. We both know the reason, There ain't nothing to explain. But I know that my leavin' Will spare us both the pain. (Desiree) I can't hold you any longer. (Desiree) You love his money more than me. And the taxi's at the gate, I guess all that's left to say Is in teardrops at the bottom of the page 'I love you Desiree'. It'd be easier to leave if I were mad, But it's hard to lose the best you'll ever have. And to write this note to you, Was the hardest thing to do. But not as hard as bein' a poor boy Who can't afford a girl like you Chorus (2x) God, I love you Desiree. I won't be around for your goodbye. Love his money more than me I won't be around for your goodbye. You love his money more than me. I won't be around for your goodbye. I was just a fool who couldn't see I won't be around for your goodbye Oh you love his money, you love it more than me.