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I washed up some plates 
Cleaned out the fridge 
Dusted some shelves 
Look what I did  
Emptied the bin 
Tidied a drawer 
Hung up my coat  
And I went to the store 
 
Better on my own  
Better on my own  
I tell myself as I'm walking home  
Better on my own  
Better on my own 
I don’t know how to stop or how to carry on  
 
I sat on my bed 
Thinking it through 
When the answer arrived  
It just didn't ring true  
I'm not myself 
But I never was 
I can't find the keys  
To open my doors 
 
Better on my own  
Better on my own  
I tell myself as I'm walking home  
Better on my own  
Better on my own 
I don’t know how to stop or how to carry on  
 
 
The girl in the wheelchair  
She's dressed up to kill 
If that don't impress you  
Then nothing will  
Her hair done all pretty  
She's so full of pride 
I stare at the pavement  
And I choke up inside
 
I did what I did  
I hid what I hid 
We ain’t got no papers and we ain’t got no kids 
I'm as sad as a brick  
That ain't got a wall 
The lonely old timer  
Seen and done it all 
 
Better on my own  
Better on my own  
I tell myself as I'm walking home  
Better on my own  
Better on my own 
I don’t know how to stop or how to carry on