I am alone but adored
By a hundred thousand more than I said
When you were the last high
And I have known love like a whore
From at least ten thousand more than I swore
When you were the last
When you were the last high
You were awake
And I should’ve stayed
But wondered
I was only out for a day
Out for a day
It was Chicago for a moment and then
It was Paris and London for a few days
But I am alone but adored
By a hundred thousand more than I swore
When you were the last
When you were the last high
When you were the last high
I was the first to have spoken
And I said just about
All of the things you shouldn’t say
So maybe you loved me but now
Maybe you don’t
And maybe you’ll call me
Maybe you won’t
So I am alone but adored
By a hundred thousand more than I said
When you were the last high
And I have known love like a whore
From at least ten thousand more than I swore
When you were the last
When you were the last high
And you were the last high
—
Dandy Warhols
