Cold and Alone

On my own
All alone
On my rock
All worked up
The air is nice and cold
And I'm all alone
I wonder why I'm so damn cold
Most likely cold because I'm all alone
I look up at the stars
And think to myself
Should I dump these thoughts of this dumb broad and move on?
Should I go through with these thoughts that run through my head?
Will I love another this much?
Is it too late for another chance?
It really is pathetic,
Even for me.
And I'm all alone
And so very cold.