I don’t expect my love affairs to last for long
Never fool myself that my dreams [bad word] [bad word] 
Being used to trouble I anticipate it
But all the same I hate it – wouldn’t you?

So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am I going to?
Youll get by, you always have before
Where am I going to?

Time and time again Ive said that I don’t care
That Im immune to gloom, that Im hard through and through
But every time it matters all my words desert me
So anyone can hurt me – and they do

So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am I going to?
Youll get by you always have before
Where am I going go?

Call in three months time and I’ll be fine I know
Well maybe not that fine, but I’ll survive anyhow
I wont recall the names and places of this sad occasion
But that’s no consolation — here and now

So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am I going to?
Youll get by, you always have before
Where am I going to?
Don’t ask anymore