I thought it would be,
You and I intertwined in sheets.

But because I'm modern,
You couldn't be traditional.

So soon enough you found yourself,
Modern with someone new.

Now the ironic part of it all,
It wasn't me, it was you.

Life's going to be strange,
When you realize what you've done.

For I want to give my love,
But like a coward I'm gone.