Word and Music by: Per Gessle

Published by: Hip Happy





my girl

came home to me

just the other day

acting okay



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 one her own



my girl

knocked on the door

to the place I usually

refer to as home

I died

surely some tide

should have dimmed my eyes

small and surprised



and God closed every gate

the moon fell into the lake



boy

she's gone

she's better off on her own

she closed

and she left

much better off on her own



sitting naked

by the window sill

watching cars upon the hill

am I sleeping ?

I was dreaming

for just a moment time stood still

Hey



better off on her own

better off on her own



now

she's gone (better off on her own)

she said (she's better off on her own)

she's better off on her own

she turned (better off on her own)

her head (she's better off on her own)

much better off on her own



she's gone (better off on her own)

she sighed (she's better off on her own)

she's better off on her own

the tears (better off on her own)

I cried (she's better off on her own)

much better off on her own



my girl

came home to me

just the other day