Salty tears snake down your cheeks
Hailing, haphazardly down to Earth.
I was here for you in times of struggle,
And in times of mirth.
Every single fumble,
And every single joy,
I have been there for you,
Your little wind up toy.
But that is over now;
I am no longer a soiled rag.
I have my own life now I chuckle
As I pack my canvas bag.
Goodbye my darling, goodbye my sweet,
No you have done nothing wrong;
You were merely looking for,
A shoulder to cry on.