The time on the clock on the wall in the bedroom   Tells him it's time to leave   Last glass of wine drowns the changes   She wipes her eyes on her sleeve   She's not crying she tries to persuade him   No-one really believes   No-one really believes      He holds the gun hard to her forehead   He's given her his best shot   She cleaned the barrel while they made love   It was the bullets that he forgot   One day when he stopped lying next to her   That was when the lying stopped   That was when the lying stopped      And it's the long goodbye   It's the long goodbye    It's the long goodbye    But it's the wrong goodbye      The telephone rings for an alarm clock   Wakes her out of her latest nightmare   The light bulb goes as she gets turned on   Where the hell did she leave the spare   Make up in a mirror that's been cracked six years   One more left til she falls down the stairs   Falls down the stairs      It's the long goodbye   It's the long goodbye    It's the long goodbye    But it's the wrong goodbye      He's sitting on a windowsill looking out   Even the laundromat is shut   He'd write her a poem but he doesn't know how    He smokes the day down to the butt   One day they'll meet again in a rainstorm   But it's gonna take a lot of guts   It's gonna take a lot of guts      It's the long goodbye   It's the long goodbye    It's the long goodbye    It's the wrong goodbye