Too Good at Goodbyes (Live at the BRITs) Lyrics By Sam Smith
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You must think that I'm stupid
You must think that I'm a fool
You must think that I'm new to this
But I have seen this all before
I'm never gonna let you close to me
Even though you mean the most to me
'Cause every time I open up, it hurts
So I'm never gonna get too close to you
Even when I mean the most to you
In case you go and leave me in the dirt
But every time you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don't stand a chance, and it's sad but it's true
I'm way too good at goodbyes
(I'm way too good at goodbyes)
I'm way too good at goodbyes
(I'm way too good at goodbyes)
No way that you'll see me cry
(No way that you'll see me cry)
I'm way too good at goodbyes
(I'm way too good at goodbyes)
I know you're thinkin' I'm heartless
I know you're thinkin' I'm cold (Whoa-whoa-oh)
I'm just protectin' my innocence
I'm just protectin' my soul
I'm never gonna let you close to me (Never gonna let you)
Even though you mean the most to me
(Even though you mean the)
(Ooh) 'Cause every time I open up, it hurts
So I'm never gonna get too close to you (Never gonna get too)
Even when I mean the most to you (Never gonna, never gonna)
In case you go and leave me in the dirt
But every time you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don't stand a chance, and it's sad but it's true
I'm way too good at goodbyes
(I'm way too good at goodbyes)
I'm way too good at goodbyes
(I'm way too good at goodbyes)
No way that you'll see me cry
(No way that you'll see me cry)
I'm way too good at goodbyes
(I'm way too good at goodbyes)
(BRITs, let me see your hands, hey)
(I'm way too good at goodbyes)
I'm way too good at goodbyes
No way that you'll see me cry
I'm way too good at goodbyes, hey
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no
Oh, no, no (No, no, no, no)
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no
All together
(No, no, no)
And every time you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don't stand a chance, and it's sad but it's true
I'm way too good at goodbyes
