From the recording Love, Loss, and Chickens

Lyrics

[HE:] I walked into the bar and… and I knew which one she was
A member of the choir, I guess she came straight from mass
And years of lonely breakfasts with donuts for company
I figured she’d have been more at ease with her book-club ladies
[SHE:] He walked into the door and… and I was already bored
V-neck and button-down, bald head, fake confidence
Another evening of mansplaining, boy do I know the score
Don’t they get when it comes to dating, less is more?
[THEY:] But I don’t want to die alone
I don’t want to get old
Without a hand to hold
No, I don’t want to grow old alone
[SHE:] And if he’s all that I can get
[HE:] If she could be my own
[THEY:] In our second-hand market
I’ll keep at it ‘till love has grown
[SHE:] Guess I was no beauty queen …
[HE:] I never was a stud …
[SHE:] … but I did fit in those jeans
[HE:] … but youth was my cover-up
[SHE:] No wrinkles, hair not gray
[HE:] Went to the gym and ran
[SHE:] Hormones sent men my way
[HE:] Look at me see a man
[SHE:] Gravity got the best of me,
[HE:] Gravity’s got the best of me
[SHE:] Lights off, nothing to see
[HE:] The man in the mirror weeps
[SHE:] No longer prime that’s why he dumped me
[HE:] No hair, beer belly, no wonder she dumped me
[THEY:] And I’m so lonely
[THEY:] But I don’t want to die alone
I don’t want to get old
Without a hand to hold
No, I don’t want to grow old alone
[SHE:] And if he’s all that I can get
[HE:] If she could be my own
[THEY:] In our second-hand market
Lord, I don’t want to grow old alone