The day has come when we need to part.
You don't find me charming anymore,
And I feel you lack a human heart.
We don't fight anymore,
Perhaps silence has played a greater part.
Where are those qualities in you I used to adore?
Was it your true love or a piddling art?
Such phony things don't matter anymore,
For it's decided we have to part.
But why are you so petulant
and I am so terribly sad?
When the day has come when we need to part.