Here comes the rain again,

Here comes that familiar heartbreak painting again,

Like an old familiar friend,

Your hand of misery you lend,

To make me bend,

Until I asend into loneliness,

And allow the darkness to devour,

Me by the hour,

My love turns sour.

How much heartbreak can one person take?

I’ve had too many to this date,

To name

They all end up the same,

So for now I am done with love.