Another Suitcase in Another Hall (From "Evita")

I don’t expect my love affairs to last for long
Never fool myself that my dreams will come true
Being used to trouble I anticipate it
But all the same I hate it--wouldn't you?
So what happens now?
So what happens now?
Where am I going to?
Where am I going to?
Time and time again I’ve said that I don’t care
That I’m immune to gloom, that I’m hard through
And through
But every time it matters all my words desert me
So anyone can hurt me, and they do
So what happens now?
So what happens now?
Where am I going to?
Where am I going go?
Call in three months time and I’ll be fine I know
Well maybe not that fine, but I’ll survive anyhow
I won’t recall the names and places of each sad occasion
But that’s no consolation here and now
So what happens now?
So what happens now?
Where am I going to?
Where am I going to?