The sign said Synonara in the Japanese restaurant
The billboard said "There's No Tomorrow" in the Christ Church parking lot
The laundry mat said, "You're All Washed Up"
How can I disagree?
And the street sign
Did everyone know but me?

She must have gone
To a lot of trouble
I got the truth
Right between he eyes
Don't know how she found the time
But between her door and mine
Was a thirteen mile goodbye

Now this can't be paranoia
It's just coincidence
At the Palace Theatre on the corner's playing
"Gone With The Wind"
And there's one more grim reminder
Every twenty feet
How come I never noticed
This is a dead end street?

She must have gone
To a lot of trouble
I got the truth
Right between he eyes
Don't know how she found the time
But between her door and mine
Was a thirteen mile goodbye

I see the why in the YMCA
I've been asking myself that all day
She put a closed sign on every door
Just to proved the point if I wasn't sure

She must have gone
To a lot of trouble
I got the truth
Right between he eyes
Don't know how she found the time
But between her door and mine
Was a thirteen mile goodbye

Writer : HOUSE, GERRY / BURR, GARY S.
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.