No joke

She says I'll leave you

I'd never think to treat you

Like this I can't believe it

I'll give you 3 more chances then I'm gone for good



She is reaching outer limits with him

He treads thin ice

So damn thin that he can sense the water at his feet



At the start he was a prince who brought gifts

Wrapped and well thought

His lips needed no words kisses told her everything



She's wearing his favorite shirt she owns

Yet still she knows



No joke

She says I'll leave you

I'd never think to treat you

Like this I can't believe it

I'll give you 3 more chances then I'm gone for good



He swears

He's really worth it

Can't come to show it

This routine is over as he says to her

It hits her like a ton of bricks



Another weekend in the transit station eyes glue to hands

Of the rushing clocks won't wait for just anyone



She awaits the R2 patiently with gifts

Clinched under arms

For her lover that she misses oh so much right now



He's wearing her favorite shirt he owns

Yet still she cries (he forgets it)



Friday train rides

Sitting next to

Suit and ties to work



Six long hours

Cramped and crowded



Her regrets can't

Quite be counted

On both of her hands



But count on her goodbyes