Heartaches and headaches, tears and sorrow

Where will we be...come tomorrow?

Lies and tales, stutters and lines

What are some other obvious signs?

Quivering smiles and sheepish beams

How long before there be rips in my seams?

Forgiving kisses and a soothing embrace

Is that innocence I read in his face?

Days and nights, weeks, maybe years

How does he do it , calm my fears?

Lunches and dinners, sweet roses that charm

Will I forever be in the crook of his arm?

Pitiful sorrys and pleading eyes

Why can he not deal with good-byes?

Praisings and gushing, how beautiful I am...

He's gone and done it again - oh damn!