Of ill-fated love enterprises and bitter songs

*****

On my own

Babe, did you tell the truth when you walked away?
or when you said I was good
when you were forever sick I knew something was a little strange
and you couldn’t, didn’t, wouldn’t see me my heart would break

When your momma called you on the phone
You said “I’m home” but you were with me
Little girls shouldn’t be alone 
with older men, and that would be me.

Hey, I’m OK
we were not supposed to go
on and on and on and on and on for far too long

Babe, what changed you over the break?
why we never went back together?
then one day you texted me we needed to talk and you said
that you couldn’t, wouldn’t, shouldn’t see me and blamed school for it

When your momma called you on the phone
You said “I’m home” but you were with me
Little girls shouldn’t be alone 
with old men, who the fuck is old?

Hey, I’m OK
we were not supposed to go
on and on and on and on and on for far too long

Hey, I’m OK
I have always known
I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m only on my own

On My Own

xtho