Odd man out
Yet again,
The kind who's easy to leave behind
in the outskirts of Bohemia
or the ass crack of America
Not likely to live on in your memory
Not the one you keep
To be thought of, maybe
in the years further on
as you live someone else's suburban dream
the wistful question,
I wonder what ever happened to ...
the odd man out,
the kind you leave behind
Not the one you keep
still, this time
I hoped it wouldn't end
with the words, yet again
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