There was a man, a lonely man
Who lost his love, [bad word] his indifference
heart that cared, that went unshared
Until it died within his silence

And solitaire's the only game in town
And every road that takes him, takes him down
While life goes on around him everywhere
He's playing solitare

And keeping to himself begins to deal
And still the king of hearts is well concealed
Another losing [bad word] to an end
And he deals them out again

little hope goes up in smoke
Just how it goes, goes without saying

There was a man, a lonely man
Who [bad word] the hand he's playing

And solitaire's the only game in town
And every road that takes him, takes him down
While life goes on around him everywhere
He's playing solitaire
And keeping to himself begins to deal
And still the king of hearts is well concealed
Another losing [bad word] to an end
And he deals them out again

And solitaire is the only game in town
And every road that takes him, takes him down
While life goes on around him everywhere
He's playing solitaire