The Wrong Goodbye Lyrics - John Wesley Harding

The time on the clock on the wall in the bedroom 

Tells him it's time to leave 

Last glass of wine drowns the changes 

She wipes her eyes on her sleeve 

She's not crying she tries to persuade him 

No-one really believes 

No-one really believes 

He holds the gun hard to her forehead 

He's given her his best shot 

She cleaned the barrel while they made love 

It was the bullets that he forgot 

One day when he stopped lying next to her 

That was when the lying stopped 

That was when the lying stopped 

And it's the long goodbye 

It's the long goodbye 

It's the long goodbye 

But it's the wrong goodbye 

The telephone rings for an alarm clock 

Wakes her out of her latest nightmare 

The light bulb goes as she gets turned on 

Where the hell did she leave the spare 

Make up in a mirror that's been cracked six years 

One more left til she falls down the stairs 

Falls down the stairs 

It's the long goodbye 

It's the long goodbye 

It's the long goodbye 

But it's the wrong goodbye 

He's sitting on a windowsill looking out 

Even the laundromat is shut 

He'd write her a poem but he doesn't know how 

He smokes the day down to the butt 

One day they'll meet again in a rainstorm 

But it's gonna take a lot of guts 

It's gonna take a lot of guts 

It's the long goodbye 

It's the long goodbye 

It's the long goodbye 

It's the wrong goodbye