Goodbye Hello
by Scarborough/K

Goodbye?
Hello?
Can I stay?
Do I have to go?
I've really got nowhere to go;
a fear of winding up on a park bench
stays with me.

Goodbye,
hello,
do I really have to go?
I pay rent here, also.
Let me put on my shoes.
Don't call the police,
I'll do as you please.

What have I done.
She quit being fun,
and I told her so
she got a chip on her shoulder,
and said that I had to go.


Goodbye,
hello,
do I really have to go?
I pay rent here, also.
Let me put on my shoes.
Don't call the police,
I'll do as you please.

Goodbye?
Hello?
Can I stay?
Do I have to go?

Goodbye?
Hello?
Can I stay?
Do I have to go?

I spent the first two nights
on a park bench under city light,
I didn't go back; I didn't want a fight
I knocked on a friend's door,
he let me sleep on a blanket on his floor.

Goodbye?
Hello?
Can I stay?
Do I have to go?

Goodbye?
Hello?
Can I stay?
Do I have to go?

In court, she said I was abusive,
I didn't know what words to choose
to respond with, so I was no longer married.

Goodbye?
Hello?
Can I stay?
Do I have to go?

Goodbye?
Hello?
Can I stay?
Do I have to go?

The answer is yes.
She put my love to a test,
and my love failed.
I'm just glad that
I didn't wind up in jail.