Lonesome at Last

Irresponsibly, effervescently
I would bend my knees just to feel the breeze
On the back or front, I’d go anywhere
Long as lasting he will stop to stare
I am lonesome at last
A terrible past of searching for better halves and I
Am without a wing
Under attack
I’m lonesome at last
I’m lonesome at last
Uncontrollably, oh it’s come to this
Why should he with her or with him,
Goddamn I have paid my dues and received the man
I want something new
Not to hold a hand
I am lonesome at last
A terrible past of searching for better halves and I
Am without a wing
Under attack
I’m lonesome at last
I’m lonesome at last
Lonesome at last
A terrible past of searching for better halves and I
Am without a wing
Under attack
I’m lonesome at last
I’m lonesome at last
I’m lonesome at last
I’m lonesome at last