Everytime I see him, it hurts, just a little bit.
And everytime I see him look at her, it hurts even more.
And then I look beside me, and I see no one there, and it breaks my heart...
Just a little bit.
Tell me, tell me Im worth something, so I can smile, and laugh, and pretend it means nothing to me.
And then I'll stop hurting, just a little bit.