Yes, 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?

Yes, 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
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
I know I drink
A little too much
And the tunes
I request
Aren't always
The best
But the ones
Where
The trumpets blare

So I go
At a
Maddening pace
And I pretend
That it's taking
Your place
But what else
Can you do
At the end
Of a love affair?