So I walk a little too fast,
And I drive a little too fast,
And I'm reckless it's true,
But what else can you do
At the end of a love affair?
So I talk a little too much,
And I laugh 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
'Cause 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 drink 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 his place,
But what else can you do
At the end of a love affair?