You don't buy me roses
Never do I get a box of the finest chocolate
I don't get a romantic serenade in the moonlight
I barely get an 'I love you'

Tell me,
My dear lover
What am I to you?
A passing fling,
an one night stand?
This is a broken record in your ears
But i am tired and weary
Of broken promises and excuses

You barely talk to me
I am forced to stand on the sideline
with a broken smile to match my suffering
But you barely notice it
you are too caught up in the world to notice me there

My dear lover
Why do i call you that?
when there is no love between us anymore?