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