Over by the window
There's a pack of cigarettes
Not my brand you understand
Sometimes the girl forgets
She forgets to hide them
I know who left those smokes behind
She'll say, oh, he's just a friend
And I'll say, oh, I'm not blind to him
Him, him, what's she gonna do about him
She's gonna have to do without him
or do it Without me, me, me
No one gets to get it for free
It's me or it's him
Don't know what he looks like
Don't know who he is
Don't know why she thought that I
Would say what's mine is his
I don't want to own her
But I can't let her have it both ways
Three is one too many of us
She leaves with me or stays with
If she wants him she can have him
Just exactly how we once were
It's goodbye to he and I
Back to me and her Without Him,