You're tired of me, so plain to see.
I was just a mere sensation.
And now that you through,
I'll get along somehow.

I wanted love, you promised me love,
But all you gave was conversation.
But though I need you so,
But I'll still get along somehow.

All I have left my darlin', is just a picture of you.
Words on which you wrote, my dear,
You never, never, never mention the words, 'I love you.'

I'm all alone, I'm so all alone,
Needing words of consolation.
I'm friendless and blue,
But I'll still get along somehow.

All I have left my darlin', is just a picture of you.
Words on which you wrote, my dear,
You never, never, never mention the words, 'I love you.'

I'm all alone, I'm so all alone,
Needing words of consolation.
I'm friendless and blue,
But I'll get along somehow.

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): BUDDY FIELDS, GERALD MARKS