As the pink shown through the blinds

He came in quietly and said,

This isn’t working any more

And left me lonely in our bed.

18 months I waited

18 months Id cry

And when he finally came home

He only said goodbye

He drifted away while he was gone

A fact I tried to ignore

I tried to hold it together

But he walked out the door

Didn’t want to work it out

Didn’t want to try

I don’t know what went wrong

An answer he’ll never supply.

He left me he left me

I’m hurt and I’m broke

He left me he left me

And now I’m the joke.