All this talk of your sweet girlfriend
is startin' to pay off
and the charms that she got from travel
are startin' to wear off

and i hope that you smile tonight
watching the last of your friends arrive
smile and shake their hands

and the hero that you hoped you'd be
never seemed to show up
and if i can keep on talking
there won't be time to give up

and i hope that i drive tonight
into the last of the great sunrises
i'll smile and wave my hand
goodbye

if things don't work out quite the way you
planned it's almost half past two
and i've begun to hate the way you
smile so slowly

and i hope that you close your eyes
and balk at the pain of a thousand wives
and i hope that you die tonight
just close your eyes and it goes away

smile i'll brave it
when you wave your hand
goodbye