You're on your own, you're on your own,
You fled from the course on a donkey brained horse,
You're on your own, you're on your own,
And you'll find in your vacuous divide that your situation
Dislocates your mind

Never mind, this was never your design,
Before the hand was dealt to play
You went stumbling away,
Choose wisely, for with every choice you make
Comes these little ways to break.