Too Good At Goodbyes - Live From The Royal Albert Hall Songtext
von Sam Smith

I know you thinkin′ I'm stupid
You must think that I′m a fool
You must think that I'm new to this
That I have seen this all before

I'm never gonna let you close to me
Even though you mean the most to me
′Cause every time I open up, it hurts
So I′m never gonna get too close to you
Even when I mean the most to you
In case you go and leave me in the dirt

But every time you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don't stand a chance, and it′s sad but it's true
I′m way too good at goodbyes (I'm way too good at goodbyes)
I′m way too good at goodbyes (I'm way too good at goodbyes)
No way that you'll see me cry (no way that you′ll see me cry)
I′m way too good at goodbyes (I'm way too good at goodbyes)


I know you′re thinkin' I′m heartless
I know you're thinkin′ I'm cold (cold)
I'm just protectin′ my innocence
I′m just protectin' my soul

I′m never gonna let you close to me (never gonna let you)
Even though you mean the most to me (even though you mean the)
'Cause every time I open up, it hurts
So I′m never gonna get too close to you (never gonna get too)
Even when I mean the most to you (never gonna, never gonna)
In case you go and leave me in the dirt, sing!

'Cause every time you hurt me, the less that I cry, sing!
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less l love you
Baby, we don′t stand a chance, and it's sad but it's true
I′m way too good at goodbyes (I′m way too good at goodbyes)
I'm way too good at goodbyes (I′m way too good at goodbyes)
No way that you'll see me cry (no way that you′ll see me cry)
I'm way too good at goodbyes (I′m way too good at goodbyes)
Royal Albert Hall, sing with us right now, hey!

I'm way too good at goodbyes, sing!
I'm way too good at goodbyes
No way that you′ll see me cry
I′m way too good at goodbyes


No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no (no, no, no)
(No way that you'll see me cry)
(I′m way too good at goodbyes)

'Cause every time you hurt me, the less that I cry, sing!
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don′t stand a chance, and it's sad but it′s true
I'm way too good at goodbyes