I'm so unhappy, what'll I do
I long for somebody who
Will sympathize with me
I'm growing so tired of living alone
I lie awake all night and cry
Nobody loves me, that's why

All by myself, in the morning
All by myself, in the night
I sit alone in a cosy Morris chair
So unhappy there, playing solitaire

All by myself, I get lonely
Watching the clock on the shelf
I'd like to rest my weary head on somebody's shoulder
I hate to grow older all by myself

My name and number are in the book
The one that hangs on a hook
In almost every drug store
Why don't somebody bother to look
My central tells me all day long
Sorry, the number is wrong

All by myself, in the morning
All by myself, in the night
I never have any sweetheart call on me
The four walls seems to be
My only company

All by myself, it's so dreary
Watching the clock on the shelf
There must be someone knows
The loving I could be giving
Yet I keep on living
All by myself