As I lay here, all alone, Thinking back to when I was the one you loved, You haven't called me on the phone (again) Since you've a new woman, I've been pushed aside and shoved.
This is my melancholy, my one-person duet. I have nothing to lose, I once had nothing to get. This is my melancholy, my one-preson duet. Now my aching, empty heart Is the only thing to fret.
I waited by the bar for you, like you had said. You said we'd meet 'round 10 o' clock. But now hope has fallen dead. You never showed; I'm out of luck.
This is my melancholy, my one-person duet. My New Year's goal was to have you love me, But I've obviously got new ones to set. This is my melancholy, my one-preson duet. I loved you so; it aches, But that I do regret.