Over at dinner

What could I do
You was crying into your rageu
You knew it was over
Before they bought out the pavlova
I said you will pull through
And poured us a shot or two
Then I said there's somewhere I had to be
I skipped on the coffee
I didn't mean to be so rude
But words got spat out in-between the food I chewed
Time with you was a thrill
Sorry I left you with the bill