Wish You Hell - The McClymonts

I was driving home one Sunday afternoon

Couldn’t wipe the smile from my face, thinking about you

When I walked in through the door, your eyes spoke the truth

You said she makes you happy and I’m leaving you

There’s no good way

Good way to say goodbye

No matter how hard I try

I can’t make you stay

So, have a good life

I hope it all works out alright

Oh, and in good good time I hope you treat her well

And I wish you hell

The pictures on the wall I don’t recognise

The stories that they tell turn to a lie

So much for forever it was over way too soon

Now here I stand alone in this empty room

There’s no good way

Good way to say goodbye

No matter how hard I try

I couldn’t make you stay

So, have a good life

I hope it all works out alright

Oh, and in good good time I hope you treat her well

And I wish you hell

And I wish you hell

Was it hard walking out the door?

Was I not worth fighting for?

Did we mean nothing at all?

There’s no good way

Good way to say goodbye

No matter how hard I try

I couldn’t make you stay

Oh, so, have a good life

I hope it all works out alright

Oh, and in good good time I hope you treat her well

And I wish you hell

And I wish you hell