American Anthropology

There’s Nobody on My Side

by Lindsey Eck

There’s nobody on my side
There’s nobody on my side
No one’s waiting at the airport gate
A taxicab is my only ride
There’s nobody who can spell my name
There’s no witness who can back my claim
I’m not to blame for the slide
But there’s nobody on my side
I can’t get change for a five
’Cause there’s nobody on my side

There’s nobody on my side
There’s nobody on my side
No one gives me the news
Or lets me refuse
Or hold on to the last of my pride
No one’s ever gonna light my room
No one’s ever gonna dress my wounds
I’m just a one-member tribe
There’s nobody on my side
Who have I got to bribe?
There’s nobody on my side

I’m living in pieces
I’m living in shreds
Living under a blanket
In a half-empty bed
I can’t find my passport
I can’t feel my head
I can’t trust my senses
Since you left me for dead
So I just shiver and hide
There’s nobody on my side

There’s no doctor who can give me a suture
There’s no seer who can show me the future
My horoscope lied
There’s nobody on my side

Nobody’s got my right
Nobody’s got my left
No one to keep me warm
Or set the alarm
To keep me from a violent theft
There isn’t anyone to share my couch
There isn’t anyone for whom I can vouch
It’s “no” to all who applied
There’s nobody on my side
A scarlet rose for the bride
There’s nobody on my side
Can I get change for a five?
There’s nobody on my side

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