Yesterday was love,
but today feels like death.
I no longer want to here "I love you"
speak with your breath.

Love has a real meaning,
It's not something you say.
Lie after Lie,
I'm sick of it day after day.

I thought there was hope
for just one more chance,
but its the same old story,
and the same old dance.

So goodbye my love.
This year went quick.
Remember how this ended,
I didn't want to quit.