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   Can't come to show 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