Texty: Madness. Absolutely. You Said.

You said you're leaving, well, that's okay
You said you've had enough, what can I say?

I suppose I'll be sad for a week or two
But in the end, it's the same for me and you
We'll both be sorry through and through

You said you're leaving, well, that's okay
You said you've had enough, what can I say?

I suppose I'll be sad for a week or two
But in the end, it's the same for me and you
We'll both be sorry through and through

Me and you

You must stop doing this, you've got to change
'Cause you hold all the cards, you've got range
Every time you go away, I think of you

You said you're leaving, you said this
You said, you said that
You said you don't want to see me no more
You said you don't want me to come to your door
You said, you said

I suppose I'll be sad for a week or two
But in the end, it's the same for me and you
We'll both be sorry through and through

Yes, you do

You must stop doing this, you've got to change
'Cause you hold all the cards, you've got range
Every time you go away, I think of you