Mark Chesnutt I’m Not Getting Any Better At Goodbyes

Seems like I’ve been here before

Just outside some closing door

Standing here just searching for a light

You’d think by now I’d have it down

I know I should be wiser now

‘Cause no one’s gonna bail me out this time

I’m not getting any better at goodbyes

I’m not any better now than when I first began

It hurts every bit as much as it did way back then

I suppose I’ll cry a lot the only thing for sure is

I’m not getting any better at goodbye

Friends may come and friends may go

But lover’s memories die so slow

They won’t always let you know it’s time

But even this shall pass I guess

And you’ll do just like all the rest

And I’ll start dusting off all my best lines

Oh, I’m not getting any better at goodbyes

I’m not any better now than when I first began

It hurts every bit as much as it did way back then

I suppose I’ll cry a lot, the only thing for sure is

I’m not getting any better at goodbye

Oh, I’m not getting any better at goodbye…