its in the other thread, but i thought i'd give it its own...

its 3am, alone once again
i'm strumming my old guitar
deep in my mind, i see you and him
and i wonder, just where you are
as he holds you close
there's no doubt about it
its there for the whole world to see
i know i can't get you out of my head
and i wonder...do you think of me.

(chorus)
well do you think of me
when the night gets loneley and long
do you think of me
when you hear them playing our song
and deep down inside me
i still ask the question even though i already know
whenever he holds you
and says words i've told you
i know, you don't think of me.

forever and always, to honor and cherish
the vows we shared long ago
that they were just words
that meant nothing to you
that's something that i didn't know
now i'm looking down, at the dent in my finger
where a wedding band used to be
and now i can't get you, out of my head
and i wonder...do you think of me.

(chorus)

well its 4am, alone again
as i lay here, curled in a ball
my mind is racing, your memory i'm chasing
but i try not to think at all
as i lie here awake, my lonely heart breaks
because the truth is so plain to see
i know when he holds you
and says words i've told you
no, you don't think of me.

:( they do say suffering is good for inspiration ..........