Prerogative

*It's a day for songs, it is... a couple more days like this and I'll have an album. Anyone want to form a band? :)

Here goes:

I was in my usual place
right at the back of the line
when she comes and throws it all in my face
like it happens every time.

She says "listen baby, my life is a mess
and i don't know what to do
you're not the first to know, i must confess
but y'know this really isn't about you"

And I said "hell whatcha know,
I've been down this road before
I hate to think that's where we're going
Because I really thought this was more"

So she stops and she looks like I'm levitating
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"
And I stumble a bit - it's a little intimidating!
And she tells me what she feels -

"This is my prerogative,
I hope you can understand
I don't need another talking to,
It's more than I can stand

"It's my prerogative
What I think and what I say
Don't make it about you now
I'm not in the mood today"

And I go back to thinking
Is this how I thought it'd be?
Another friend, another master
Hullo Mr. Kleenex, yep that's me.

And this is my prerogative:
To reconsider everything today
To draw new lines and new limits
To what I do and what I say

It's my prerogative
Let me state it clear and loud
I wish it could be different
But for me it's the only way out