So, I walked a little too fast
And I drive a little too fast
And I'm reckless it's true, but what else can I do
At the end of a love affair?

So, I talk a little too much
And I joke a little too much
And my voice is too loud when I'm out in a crowd
So, that people are apt to stare

Do they know
Do they care
That it's only that I'm lonely and low as can be
And the smile on my face isn't really a smile at all

So, I smoke a little too much
And I joke a little too much
And the tunes I request are not always the best
But the ones where the trumpets blare

So, I go at a maddening pace
And I pretend that it's taking her place
But what else can I do
At the end of a love affair?

Do they know
Do they care
That it's only that I'm lonely and low as can be
And the smile on my face isn't really a smile at all

So, I smoke a little too much
And I joke a little too much
And the tunes I request are not always the best
But the ones where the trumpets blare

So, I go at a maddening pace
And I pretend that it's taking her place
But what else can I do
At the end of a love affair?