You tell me that I owe you-
For all I’ve put you through-
Having thought about it-
I guess that may be true.
Lessons learned by our mistakes-
Oft come at quite a loss-
Don’t throw good loving after bad-
So, girl, just write it off.
Just chalk it up to folly-
That comes when one is young.
That your lover played no part-
When that old moon was hung.
Don’t get all dewy eyed on me-
Nor plead with voice so soft-
A man is only what he is-
So, best just write it off.
Write it off to the tuition paid-
For the hard-knocks school of life.
The stuff of dreams which don’t transpire
For a husband or a wife.
Call it magic, call it tragic-
Call it hard or soft…
You call it what you choose, dear-
And then just write it off.
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