Now you're leaving but why we shaking hands No I don't pride myself Phone number napkin stuck up on the fridge I had to live and learn Don't hold my hand alright Goodbye Anita Tonight I have to hold myself All night Goodbye Anita Money's tight and I can't get out of bed So I just scratch my head Winter's coming to pick my bones again Wish I could set me free Don't hold my hand alright Goodbye Anita Tonight I have to hold myself All night Goodbye Anita see less