It's killin? me to write the word goodbye   I've wadded up and tossed a thousand tries   We both know the reason there ain't nothing to explain   But I know that my leavin? will spare us both the pain      Desiree   I can?t hold you any longer   Desiree   You love his money more than me   And the taxi?s at the gate I guess all that?s left to say   Is in teardrops at the bottom of the page   I love you Desiree      Well it?d be easier to leave if I were mad   But it?s hard to lose the best you?ll ever have   And to write this note to you was the hardest thing to do   But not as hard as bein? a poor boy who can?t afford a girl like you      Desiree   I can?t hold you any longer   Desiree   You love his money more than me   And the taxi?s at the gate I guess all that?s left to say   Is in teardrops at the bottom of the page   God, I love you      Desiree   I can?t hold you any longer   Desiree   You love his money more than me   And the taxi?s at the gate I guess all that?s left to say   Is in teardrops at the bottom of the page   I love you Desiree, god, I love you      I just can?t take it anymore   I won?t be around for your goodbye   I won?t be around for your goodbye   You love his money more than me   I won?t be around for your goodbye   You love his money more than me      I won?t be around for your goodbye   Oh you love his money, you love it more than me   I won?t be around for your goodbye   I was just a fool who couldn't see   I won?t be around for your goodbye   That you love his money, you love it more than me