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 But has trouble showing 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