Alice wants out of Wonderland, it seems she’s been at the Mad Hatters party far too long and the Mad Hatter is just getting mader.
“More tea, more tea” he calls, so she delivers.
“That’s nice tea, but I want it different – add lemon, no spice. Add lemon and spice.” He bellows.
Alice throws the tea pot to the wall, it shatters, but she doesn’t leave… Alice wants to be there when the Mad Hatter grows parched, wants him to see what his madness has wrought.
Oh and just to clarify, this metaphor has nothing to do with my relationship… only realised after re-reading how much one way of saying something can elude to something else.