My girl came home to me

Just the other day, acting OK

I was reading alone

In my favourite room, the TV was on

May I be excused

For not telling the truth

'Cos she's gone, she said

She's better off on her own

She turned her head

Much better off on her own

My girl knocked on the door

To the place I usually refer to as home

I died, shoelace untied

She looked in my eyes, small and surprised

And God closed every gaze

The moon fell into the lake

Boy, she's gone, adrift

She's better off on her own

She closed, then she left

Much better off on her own

'Cos she's gone, she said

She's better off on her own

She turned her head

Much better off on her own

'Cos she's gone, she said

She's better off on her own

The tears I cried

Much better off on her own