Mrs. Bartender you say it's my last shot
When I got up on in that game
You was my number one mascot
You was the one that I was flying out
We was the one that everyone just
"Woah there, stop, back it up"
Girl, I think you're tripping
It's no wonder why you packing up
I'm out here doing numbers
But you say it's not adding them
You plus me it's all I need and that's enough
You say that I'm Hollywood
Well you're the one acting up
I'm trying to make history
But you say that we're history
Girl, I know that you're missing me
They say that a picture's worth a thousand words
So how come I can only think of two
We used to be three, yeah
Getting lost in those petty brown eyes
So look me in the face and beg me to say
Cause this could be the very best last time
If I'll take one more step out the door
And if you let one more tear hit the floor
You can kiss it bye bye bye
You should know "I'm sorry"
You can kiss it bye bye bye
They say you don't know what you have
But I say that you knew it all along
No matter what I get caught up in your issues
Why do I try when I know I can't fix you
If I'll take one more step out the door
And if you let one more tear hit the floor
You can kiss it bye bye bye
You should know "I'm sorry"
You can kiss it bye bye bye
Maybe then I'll start to believe
Everything that you say you mean
Make it better baby please
Don't make me leave, no, no
If I'll take one more step out the door
And if you let one more tear hit the floor
You can kiss it bye bye bye
You should know "I'm sorry"
You can kiss it bye bye bye
You can kiss it bye bye bye
You can kiss it bye bye bye