I'm over You, Flunky

You’ll be lonely by yourself,
still alone with someone else. Don’t I know that?
Where’s the one that I once knew —
holding hands with someone new? Don’t you know me?
With each new angry word I say,
I know I’m driving you away. I don’t mean to.
Who’s your flunky? What’s the score?
What do you want to hurt me for?
I know I’m over you now.
Who’s the flunky on your case —
another pretty tail to chase?
I know I’m over you now.
I know I’m over you now.
I know I’m over getting over you now.
Line your lovers heel to toe,
in single file, in tidy rows. You didn’t know them.
And every angry word I say
is driving you further and further away.
I don’t mean to.
Who’s your flunky turning on? By tomorrow he’ll be gone. I know I’m over you
now.
I know I’m over you now.
I know I’m over getting over you now
Though you know I’ve no idea why,
or how it is you know the losing hand is mine.
Who’s your flunky? What’s the score?
What do you want to hurt me for?
I know I’m over you now.
I know I’m over you now.
I know I’m over getting over you now.