She never calls to say she’s leaving she just walks away
And when I see her in his arms she doesn’t have to say
How much she doesn’t care she’ll be glad to tell you so
But it’s something I already know

Well she’s not one for talking she leaves it all unsaid
There’s not much point in telling me what she once felt is dead
The fact that she’s moved on she’ll be glad to let you know
It’s something I already know

Don’t ask her to remember she works hard to forget
For her sympathy is just a form of regret

There’s no shelter from these feelings no safe haven to hide
‘Cause the tempest that surrounds her just batters me inside
And her favorite game to play is watch the old guy squirm
I guess I’ve got more lessons to learn

Don’t ask her to remember she works hard to forget
Circumstantial evidence that hasn’t happened yet

I’ll be glad to forget her when she’s finally gone
And I won’t have to hear her name every time I turn around
I won’t have to pretend that I’m good at letting go
But I think that she already knows
It’s something she already knows