You could say it wasn’t me
It was you
Does that help?
Not really

Or you could ghost me
Vanish in thin air
Leaving me standing dumbstruck there
Wondering
Wondering
What happened to him
And calling
Getting no answer
And calling again

You could say we’ll keep in touch
But I know –
You’ll soon forget
Someone else will come along
The memory of me will be
Long Gone

You could cut it loose
Like the string of a balloon
Watch it float away
Until it’s never seen
Make-believe it was a dream

Or you could cut it back
Like when you mow the grass
So, there’s still a little there
When you’re lonely
And there’s only me –
Friends with benefits, I believe