I wonder if he’s better off without me
If he cares at all that I exist
I don’t suppose he ever talks about me
But still it doesn’t hurt to ask
It hurts to know he may be gone forever
And to think that he’s forgotten me so fast
I don’t suppose he’s told you that it’s over
But still it doesn’t hurt to ask
I’d like to know how many times you’ve seen him
And if I was the one to love him last
I don’t really think that you will answer
But still it doesn’t hurt to ask
It doesn’t hurt to ask