Wednesday morning at five oclock as the day begins
Silently closing her bedroom door
Leaving the note that she hoped would say more
She goes downstairs to the kitchen
Clutching her handkerchief
Quietly turning the back door key
Stepping outside she is free
 We gave her most of our lives
 Sacrificed most of our lives
 We gave her everything money could buy
 Bye-bye
Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown
Picks up the letter thats lying there
Standing alone at the top of the stairs
She breaks down and cries to her husband
Daddy, our babys gone
Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly?
How could she do this to me?
 We never thought of ourselves
 Never a thought for ourselves
 We struggled hard all our lives to get by
 Bye-bye
Friday morning at nine oclock she is far away
Waiting to keep the appointment she made
Meeting a man from the motor trade
 What did we do that was wrong?
 We didnt know it was wrong
 Fun is the one thing that money cant buy
 Bye-bye, bye-bye
 Bye-bye