I can feel your goodbye comin' Like a storm up from the south The rain'll splatter at the back door The wind'll whistle 'round the house So it's you and Howie Johnston Somebody told me at the store I guess I'd better get used To the idea of you Not around anymore
chorus And so, I'm doin' my best to prepare for the worst And I'd better get use to the hunger and thirst I gotta find me a potion To take for the pain And all you've got to lose Is my last name
I know he's cute and he's got money I ain't no handsome fancy Dan In a way it's sad and kinda funny You'll be ok and I'll be damned So I best be gettin' ready For the bitter nights alone Sleepin' on the couch Wake up starting out Livin' life on my own