She walked in with a glass of water
And said it was time to celebrate

All the great times she’d been having going places alone, because I showed up late
All the family gatherings I missed
All the parts of her life she had poured out to me when I wasn’t listening
All the problems she faced on our behalf

So, I suck, I said
What’s the water for?

It’s not a real drink
And it’s not a real toast
Because this is not a real relationship