I am alone, but adored by a hundred thousand more
Then I said when you were the last
And I have known love, like a whore, from at least ten thousand more
Then I swore when you were the last

When you were the last high

You were awake, and I should have stayed, but I wandered
I was only out for a day, out for a day
It was Chicago for a moment, and then it was Paris and London for a few days

Well, I am alone, but adored a hundred thousand more
Then I swore when you were the last

When you were the last high
When you were the last high

Well I was the first to have spoken
And I said just about all of the things you shouldn't say
So maybe you loved me, but now, maybe you don't
And maybe you'll call me, maybe you won't, oh

So I am alone, but adored by a hundred thousand more
Then I said when you were the last
And I have known love, like a whore, from at least ten thousand more
Then I swore when you were the last
When you were the last high

When you were the last high