You're tired of me, it's plain to see
I was just a mere sensation
How I need you, but I'll get along somehow
Yeah

I wanted love, you promised love
All you gave was conversation
How I miss you, but I'll get along somehow

Darling, all
All I have left is just a picture of you
On which you wrote but never, never
Never wrote the words "I Love You"

I'm all alone, so all alone
I'm needing words of consolation
Friendless and blue
But I'll get along somehow

You're right up on top now and
You want to be free
Why, you think you're too good
Much too good for a nobody like me
You're afraid to present me to
Friends of your set
Oh, well, I guess it's best
But how soon will you forget
All the fine things you said
And how just a little success, yes
Just a little taste of success
Has gone straight to your head
I hold in my hand three letters, dear
Each from three different stages
Of your fine, super fine career
The first letter started
"Nancy, darling, sweetheart
My wonderful one
I'll always be grateful for the
Things that you've done"
The second letter came right after
I gave you your start
Yes, it came from your pen, dear
But not from your heart the third
The third was the joker that
Came with the deck "Enclosed, Nancy dear
Please find my check"
Why, you fool, you poor, sad
Foolish worthless fool
Do you think your money can pay for the hard
Years I've suffered until things
Broke your way?
Yes, I smiled when you kissed me
And I thrilled to your touch
My only sin was I loved you
I loved you much too much
I'm answering this letter to
Say we must part
But I'm tearing it to pieces
Just like you tore up my heart
Yes, I'm sad and I'm licked and
I haven't got a dime
But I thank God, yes, I thank my God
I found you out in time

Darling, all I have left is
Just a picture of you on which you wrote
But never, never
Never wrote the words "I Love You"

I'm all alone, so all alone
I'm needing words of consolation
Friendless and blue
But I'll get along somehow

I'll get along somehow

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Writer(s): BUDDY FIELDS, GERALD MARKS