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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.