Marc C. Cole - On My Own

Just for a second play along
Pretend I was right
And you were wrong

Just for a minute play the game
Pretend you and I
Won't feel the same

Ain't no doubt about it
No matter how you shout it
Down the phone
You make my blood run cold
It's an easy choice
Rather be on my own

Just for an hour take a chance
You know your next move
It Is in your hands
Just for the sake of all involved
Maybe you could see
If you have a soul

I really don't understand it
It's not the way I planned it
All along, you make my blood
Run cold, it's an easy choice
Better off on my own

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

I really don't understand it
It's not the way I planned it
All along, you make my blood
Run cold, it's an easy choice
Better off on my own

Just for a minute take the time
To realise that I, I am dead inside
That's what your friends will have
To say, when they talk to you
Or just say my name

But they don't understand it
I really didn't plan it all along
You make my blood run cold
You and I are better off on our own

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Written by:
Marc C. Cole

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