I know you won't miss me, when I'm gone You'll laugh, and smile, and carry on You'll say the same things to someone new pretending to have found a love that's true I don't know what's worse than in the knowing that when winter comes, and it's snowing you'll cuddle up close - up to another you'll have found someone new, a different lover and I'll still be here, pining for you because I truly thought you were my love, true I gave it all away, without a glance only to find, (if only by chance) I was the fool, I had been duped master of your craft, cold, alone, aloof