Don't Think of Me

So you’re with her and not with me
I hope she’s sweet and so pretty
I hear she cooks delightfully
A little angel beside you
So you’re with her and not with me
Oh how lucky one man can be
I hear your house is small and clean
Oh how lovely with your homecoming queen
Oh how lovely it must be
When you see her sweet smile baby
Don’t think of me
When she lays in your warm arms
Don’t think of me
So you’re with her and not with me
I know she spreads sweet honey
In fact your best friend I heard he spent
Last night with her
Now how do you feel?
Does it bother you now all the mess I made?
Does it bother you now the clothes you told me not to wear?
Does it bother you now all the angry games we played?
Does it bother you now when I’m not there?
When you see her sweet smile baby
Don’t think of me
When she lays in your warm arms
Don’t think of me
And it’s too late and it’s too bad
Don’t think of me
Oh it’s too late and it’s too bad
Don’t think of me