Last night he had 'em in his hands and didn't laugh until They left him there with nothing but the bottle and the bill And though it was the happy hour it wadn't any fun Cause the party again was just the party of one The neon lights were dyin' as he tried to find his feet He heard a newsboy cryin' as he stepped out on the street Extray extray mister read about the latest war But who needs burning bridges as their older as before So he swore into the mirror as he k**ed his cigarette I'm the loneliest man I've ever met His old wired and weary face reflected on the gla** He dropped another quarter down and watched the pinball place And far away a jukebox played a mournful country song And Nebraska pa**ed before his eyes and melted in the dawn And he swore into the mirror as he k**ed his cigarette I'm the loneliest man I'm the loneliest man I'm the loneliest man I've ever met