One morning you wake and don't see your lover's coat.
On his pillow was only a note.
You start to cry as you wonder what you did now.
Deep inside you know it was something, somehow.
He said he left for another fling.
At least you won't again feel the sting
of his fists as they unmercifully hit
anywhere they could until you couldn't even sit.
Now maybe you can change your life,
make it better, and have less strife.
From here on you can live for you
with no one to keep you feeling blue.
A new environment is just what the doctor ordered
to revive the emotions previously slaughtered.