Closing the book, opening a new chapter
Closing the lid, ready to spread the butter
Closing the door, ready to start the day
Closing my heart, forgetting the first time you said, "hey"
A new chapter
For the lady you turned into a fighter
You are no longer the person who mattered
"I love you," a statement I will no longer utter
I shut the door
I will no longer see you in the kitcher floor
Nor will deliver flowers, chocolate and teddy bear
Stepping inside my home, you will never dare
I've cut all the ties
I will no longer hear your lies
Your sweet words will no longer tickle my ears
You will no longer call me your dear
I closed my heart
You will never be part of my art
This will be the last time that I'll write because of you
You will never be the definition of love cause your love were never true.