So I walk a little too fast and I drive a little too fast And Im reckless its 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 Im out in a crowd So that people are apt to stareDo they know, do they care, that its only that Im lonely And low as can be? And the smile on my face isnt really a smile at atll!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, and I pretend that its taking Your place But what else can you do, at the end of a love affairBillie Holidays