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