She used to sing sweet love songs And leave the men all humbling But now she stumbles home Where another wall is crumbling Dressed in black with a gun in her bag People are so blind She can't see a thing For the shadows in her mind One more time The loneliest man Walks on by The loneliest woman Who walks on by The loneliest man Who walks on by The loneliest woman Dressed for a fight Yet this man seems the blueprint of distinction But underneath He's fighting his personal extinction All tooled up with a nicotine stub People are so blind He can't see a thing For the shadows in his mind One more time The loneliest man Walks on by The loneliest woman Who walks on by The loneliest man Who walks on by The loneliest woman