I could touch his body, I could touch his mindHe left a scar on my right leg that I don't think I'll ever forgetOh, Billy is on his own now, Billy, Billy is on his ownI'm not a good loving man, I've got others but the flies in my veinsIt's a real danger to runTo my peace of mindOh, Billy is on his own now, Billy, Billy is on his ownOh, Billy is on his own now, Billy, Billy is on his ownOh, Billy is on his own now, Billy, Billy, Billy is on his ownOh, Billy is on his own nowBilly is on his own now, Billy, Billy is on his ownYeah, Billy, Billy, Billy is on his ownOh, Billy is on his own now, Billy, Billy is on his ownOh, Billy is on his own now, Billy, Billy is on his ownOh, Billy is on his own now, Billy, Billy is on his ownOh, Billy is on his own now, Billy, Billy is on his ownOoh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohHe's pretty and that's a bit for meAnd my tutti frutti when I laughHe knows my tears stop me from cryingYou see, and love is a big jokeOh, really, it's on his own nowReally, really, it's on his ownOh, really, it's on his own nowReally, really, it's on his ownOh, really, it's on his own now