In a little while from now
If I'm not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top
Will throw myself off
In an effort to make clear to whomever
What it's like when you're shattered
Left standing in the lurch
At a church where people saying
My God, that's tough, she stood him up
No point in us remaining
We may as well go home
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally...