It seems I'm losing pieces of you each day
Some times I can't even remember names
Pet or Christian, or whatever you were
I can't say I remember, oh no, dear God.

I sometimes wish I could remember more
But the true is you were a ******* bore
There were parts that I liked, even loved
But most the parts were pretty much dead

Sometimes I sit and let the shower run
And I try to think of times of fun
But not much really comes to mind
Was our whole relationship so ******* blind?

I'm sorry if I never thank you in praise
For the way that you helped to raise
Me out of some kind of funk I was in
But that's all you were to me and now,

Well, I guess we're done.