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 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
 I pretend that it's taking his place
 But what else can you do, at the end of love?
 What else can you do at the end of love?
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 So, I smoke just 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 this maddening pace
 I pretend that it's taking his place
 But what else can you do, at the end of a love affair?