(Keith Urban and Vernon Rust)
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
(Chorus)
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
(Repeat Chorus)
God, I love you Desiree
But I just can`t take it anymore
I won`t be around for your goodbye
I won`t be around for your goodbye
You 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
Oh you love his money, you love it more than me
I was just a fool who couldn`t see
That you love his money, you love it more than me