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