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