Next time won't be a next time

Next time won't be a next time, For we've reached the end of the line. No more chances left to mend, No more moments left to spend. We've tried and failed, time and again, But this time, it's clear, we can't pretend. Our love has fizzled, our hearts grown cold, It's time to accept that we're growing old. Next time won't be a next time, For we've finally run out of rhymes. No more lies to tell, no more tears to cry, It's time to bid each other goodbye. But let's not dwell on what could have been, Let's cherish the memories we've seen. For next time won't be a next time, But our love will live on, in a different rhyme.