Goodbye Ole Friend

I can't be your "Little Thing"
not another day or hour.
No, not even for a last song.
You've broke me like a whisky binge.
So, I'll walk my shame on home,
where you won't and cannot be.
Our last round was served and drank,
long before this last call.
We'll fuck in different beds tonight,
wake up to something new.
We were no good for each other
but this goodbye, ole friend, is good.