September

I heard you say you're living

for the joy of giving

But it's not that noble if you've got a motive

Now it's goodbye, all I'm thinking now is goodbye

Hey, Mister Saint of nothing

You're the king of bluffing

'Cause you sepnd your loving

Always wanting something

And it's goodbye, all I'm feeling now is goodbye

Don't need your lame persuading,

Now your star is fading

You can toss that halo, 'cause your love's sale

Oh, now it's goodbye, all I'm saying now is goodbye

So take a fall from heaven, wings on fire

I'll be down here waiting

You've been a good ride baby, but you're overrated

If you go giving it to be getting

Then it ain't much of a sacrifice

Good time, baby, but I'll catch you later

If you're not working for what you're betting

Then it ain't much of a sacrifice