Don't Make Me Walk My Own Log - The Van Pelt

I sent my goodbyes

I’m closing my eyes

These good things don’t stay

It’s time she’s going

She’s going away

Keep your hands away

We were fine before you came

Have your bones begun to ache

You’re running out of time

Messing with my turf

This time you’ve gone too far

No more gentle touch

She’s blind to her bad luck

Sleep with me tonight

One last time’s all right

Cause good things don’t stay

It’s time

She’s going away

Away

Away

Away

Away

Away

Away

Away