In a little while from now 
If i'm not feeling any less sour 
I promise myself to treat myself 
And visit a nearby tower 
And climbing to the top will throw myself off 
In an effort to make it clear to whoever 
What it's like when you're shattered 
Left standing in the lurch at a church 
Where people saying: "my god, that's tough" 
"she stood him up" 
"no point in us remaining" 
"we may as well go home" 
As i did on my own 
Alone again, naturally 

To think that only yesterday 
I was cheerful, bright and [bad word] 
Looking forward to, who wouldn't do? 
The role i was about to play? 
But as if to knock me down 
Reality came around 
And without so much as a mere touch 
Cut me into little pieces 
Leaving me to doubt 
Talk about god in his mercy 
Who, if he really does exist, 
Why did he desert me? 
In my hour of need 
I [bad word] am indeed 
Alone again, naturally 

It seems to me that there are more hearts 
Broken in the world that can't be mended 
Left unattended 
What do we do? what do we do? 

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Alone again, naturally 

Looking back over the years 
And whatever else that appears 
I remember i cried when my father died 
Never wishing to hide the tears 
And at sixty-five years old 
My mother, god rest her soul 
Couldn't understand why the only man 
She had ever loved had been taken 
Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken 
Despite encouragement from me 
No words were ever spoken 
And when she passed away 
I cried and cried all day 
Alone again, naturally 
Alone again, naturally