This time I’m gonna let you slide
You made me lose all my pride
And if you think it’s allright
I’ll show you an empty bottle of wine
I ain't gonna miss you
I ain't gonna miss you
I ain't gonna miss you
I ain't gonna miss you
Try to feel these sweet notes
Of this mournful and gloomy blues
Lyres of a a farewell waltz
And you stomping this glass, terrace
I ain't gonna miss you
I ain't gonna miss you
I ain't gonna miss you
I ain't gonna miss you
You gonna call me when the song is over
You gonna call me when the song is gone
