[Johnnyswim:]
I left my dear trying to find adventure
She spent years trading my whiskey out for seltzer
Still I hear her voice in the pit of my failure
I ride alone down Goodbye Road

I kept my eyes tryna find better weather
Just to find it ain't getting any better
And still I hear her voice so clear and so tender
It's my tale to tell down Goodbye Road

Strangers, outcasts, artists and thieves
Misfits, legends and lost refugees
We may not be where we thought we would be
We made our home down Goodbye Road

[Penny