And so it ends, br We who were lovers may be friends. br I have some weeks in which to steel br My heart and teach myself to feel br Only a sober tenderness br Where once was passion's loveliness. br br I had not thought that there would come br Your touch to make our music dumb, br Your meeting touch upon the string br That still was vibrant, still could sing br When I impatiently might wait br Or parted from you at the gate. br br You took me weak and unprepared. br I had not thought that you who shared br My days, my nights, my heart, my life, br Would slash me with a naked knife br And gently tell me not to bleed br But to accept your crazy creed. br br You speak of God, but you have cut br The one last thread, as you have shut br The one last door that open stood br To show me still the way to God. br If this be God, this pain, this evil, br I'd sooner change and try the Devil. br br Darling, I thought of nothing mean; br I thought of killing straight and clean.