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?