I wrote him a letter
I cried in the bath
I called my mother
And lay in the dark
i took down the pictures, and I
Taught myself to breathe
And I hear he’s doing just fine
Without me
I catch the daydreams
before the hope settles in
I welcome the waves because
I know I won’t win
Oh I’d never wish this feeling
On anyone, but him
I hear he’s doing just fine
Perhaps the problem lies in
The double load I bear
cause I ripped myself apart and you just
Stood there
I’m counting the mornings
I wait to feel well
I might not feel quite as bad
But I can’t really tell
and I know that I’ll be okay
but it’s pretty far from a breeze
And I hear he’s doing just fine
It’s breaking me he isn’t mine
but at least he’s doing just fine
Without me
Well at least he’s doing just fine
Without me