Serial Missist

This can't be the first time, Somebody like me has thought of a goodbye like this, A million pieces of confetti, A few thousand roses, She in that white dress In a hotel suite, An envelope stuffed full of money, A card that says something like, "I hope you know I love you, And I wish you the best", This can't be the first time, Somebody like me has had a goodbye like this... This can't be the last time, Somebody like her has been told of a goodbye like that, A million pieces of glass and sound, A few thousand echoes, She in that red robe, On a hotel lift, An envelope stuffed full of mystery, A face that says something like, "I hope you know I left you, And I've gone past you", This can't be the last time, Somebody like her has had a goodbye like that... Oh God How I missed her How I miss her Oh God How I missed her How I miss her She'll fly off to Paris, And I'll crawl in bed, Where I write these mood swing songs That all sound the same, But she likes the way that I write, And she tells me, "Darling Keep Writing", So I write, And I cry, But I write these mood swing songs, And she buys me that island that I want She says, "Darling Take the money", I say "Princess Don't spend it all in one place"... Oh God How I missed her How I miss her Oh God How I missed her How I miss her... The night of the last day, You took me aside and you said, "If you miss me, You'll write for me, And we'll get through this together", I said "If you miss me, You'll sing for me", And you pinched me on the cheek, And I put on a brave face, But the only thing I can think is... Oh God How I missed her How I miss her Oh God How I missed her How I miss her Oh God