I don’t wanna go down those stairs   And trip over the boxes   That are lying at the bottom of the stairs,   Just sitting there, mocking   The things that I gave.   You coulda been a little kinder   And I, brave.      I don’t wanna see you as you’re leaving,   Just get your things and go.   I’ll be sleeping as you’re leaving,   Dreaming that you were just the thing   That I crave.   You will seem nicer and I, brave.      The thing I fear is the look in your eyes,   The final kisses, the final good-bye.   You shoulda said something, anything,   To let me know.   You shoulda given me a warning sign.   The thing I fear (baby) is the look in your eyes,   And the last kiss, and the final good-bye.   You shoulda said something, anything   To let me know   You shoulda given me a warning sign,   Instead of leaving me in the cold.)      One day I’m gonna lose this feeling   And trip myself down the stairs   To find I got a brand new feeling   That’s sitting there, laughing,   At the mess that you made.   You will seem kinder, and I, I, I,   I will seem brave.