La dame aux camelias

Don't wanna be a loner, listen to me!
Keep the record playing.
Not that the words scape from my mouth, they beg to be swallowed. I only listen to you when it's ok for me, but I don't seem able to close my ears. No matter what you say, I'm still the same. Just about as bitter as I was, just about as sour. They don't recall having met me, but I don't remember the names. -Whatsername? Whatsername? Whatser? Nothing. Ever. At all.