The End of a Love Affair

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

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 alwa

ys 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?

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 his place

But what else can you do

At the end of a love affair?