Well, somebody told me yesterday that you throw your love away, you act as if you don't care. You look as if you're going somewhere, but I just can't convince myself, I couldn't live with no one else, and I can only play that part and sit and nurse my broken heart so lonely. Now no one's knocked upon my door for a thousand years or more. All made up and nowhere to go, welcome to this one man show; just take a seat, they're always free, no surprise, no mystery: in this theatre that I call my soul, I always play the starring role so lonely.