She is not me.

She doesn't love you like i do, she doesn't have my name. 
however hard she tries to act like it, she'll never be the same.
But she's new and she's beautiful. You've never been in a fight.
It's awfully perfect now, but you just know deep inside.
She is not me.

Does she make you feel wanted, like I did?
make you feel like you're the one thing that matters?
You let her head rest on your chest, 
but when you close your eyes.
You'll be seeing my face again,
I'll be crossing your mind.
You'll be dreaming of places we went, and then you'll wake up to find,
That she is not me.

So I wonder now, I wonder how you've been.
Are you happy, is she still the one? 
Are you having fun, is it for real baby?
Cause I'll be waiting here, another week or month or year,
if you're lonely.
God I wish I knew everything, about the two of you.
Won't you tell me?

Does she have any humor?
Does she laugh at your jokes?
Can she look past the rumors,
does she know how it goes?
Or is it none of my business?
Do you go to the movies?
Do you make out in the park?
Do you stay up for hours?
And just talk and talk?
Or is it none of my business?
Does she know about the bracelets?
There were two of kind.
Did you save it?
Like I did with mine.
Or is it none of my business?

Would it make any difference, if I got you alone?
If I called would you listen,
or would you hang up the phone?

She's not me, and she'll never be. She will never be me.