| We been running away from | 
| Something we both know | 
| We’ve long run out of things to say | 
| And I think I better go | 
| So don’t be getting excited | 
| When you hear that slammin' door | 
| 'Cause there’ll be one less set of footsteps | 
| On your floor in the mornin' | 
| And we’ve been hidin' from somethin' | 
| That should have never gone this far | 
| But after all it’s what we’ve done | 
| That makes us what we are | 
| And you’ve been talkin' in silence | 
| But if it’s silence you adore | 
| There’ll be one less set of footsteps | 
| On your floor in the mornin' | 
| Well, there’ll be one less set of footsteps on your floor | 
| One less girl to walk in | 
| One less pair of jeans upon your door | 
| One less voice a-talkin' | 
| But tomorrow’s a dream away | 
| Today has turned to dust | 
| Your silver tongue has turned to clay | 
| And your golden rule to rust | 
| If that’s the way that you want it | 
| That’s the way I want it more | 
| Well, there’ll be one less set of footsteps | 
| On your floor in the mornin' | 
| Well, there’ll be one less set of footsteps on your floor | 
| One less girl to walk in | 
| One less pair of jeans upon your door | 
| One less voice a-talkin' | 
| But tomorrow’s a dream away | 
| Today has turned to dust | 
| Your silver tongue has turned to clay | 
| And your golden rule to rust | 
| If that’s the way that you want it | 
| That’s the way I want it more | 
| Well, there’ll be one less set of footsteps | 
| On your floor in the mornin' | 
| Well, there’ll be one less set of footsteps | 
| On your floor in the mornin' |