I could be married
Maybe a couple kids
When you come knockinâ on my door.
Bumptious and ornery
Youâll be the last to know
That I donât love you anymore
But didnât the paper tell you that I moved on?
Didnât ya hear me on the radio?
Didnât you seal our fate those many years ago?
Well youâre on your own and Iâm full grown.
Bye bye bye Mr. Buttonlip
I canât take your silence anymore
Bye bye bye Mr. Buttonlip
I really hope you find what youâre looking for
âCause I wonât wait around for you no more
And I know your good intentions come
Every time you get a little lonesome
Aching for familiar faces, routine girls in darkened places
Pity holes where violins abound
Why do you stick around just to stay in the picture?
This album closed when you hit the road.
Why do you come around just for warmth in the winter?
This heart of mine canât be bought and sold.
Bye bye bye Mr. Buttonlip
I canât take your silence anymore
Bye bye bye Mr. Buttonlip
I really hope you find what youâre looking for
âCause I wonât wait around for you no more
So donât come knockinâ on my door
âCause I wonât live there anymore
I was waiting for you to come to your senses
But all I got from you is your desperation.