Roads Not Taken

So many, roads not taken Hands not held or shaken, It can hurt your head. Why didn't I take "her to bed? " Why this other discontented. And after all your-heartache Did she leave you penniless and forsaken? Leave you broken. Despised to die in a ditch, Wasn't she, that other better looking? Wasn't she, slender and rich? Don't sugar-coat it, darling. The ones I chose before, Weren't they all a total bitch? So many, roads not taken But I'm always led to the abattoir. Always the one on a meat hook Bleeding blood and tears on the floor Asking what more could I have done. Head guillotined, rolling down Mount Sion. Maybe I'm just dumb, Or over trusting to fate But the next time I'm on a date You will see my headlights brake.