At the end of a love affair?
And low as can be?
But what else can you do
Do they know, do they care, that it's only that I'm lonely
At the end of a love affair?
So I talk a little too much and I laugh a little too much
And the smile on my face isn't really a smile at all
So that people are apt to stare
And the tunes I request aren't always the best
But the ones where the trumpets blare
And my voice is too loud when I'm out in a crowd
Do they know, do they care, that it's only that I'm lonely
So I go at a maddening pace, and I pretend that it's taking his place
So I smoke a little too much and I drink a little too much
And the smile on my face isn't really a smile at all
So I smoke a little too much and I drink a little too much
But the ones where the trumpets blare
And the tunes I request, aren't always the best
So I go at a maddening pace, and I pretend that it's taking his place
And low as can be?
But what else can you do
