She used to be that hot cup of tea on that winter night.
Now she is the cause of a massive fight.
We used to be a perfect blend of salty and sweet.
These days it's about who will be crowned Defeat.
Together used to describe us everyday.
Thats dream is like clouds, slowly drifting away.
I'm sorry are not words she will repeat.
I try to communicate withe her but she will fleet.
There's a word to describe our relationship, never.
All I have to say is goodbye forever.
