(Don Gibson)
You're happy now yes it's plain to see
You're not concerned with your old used-to-be
You've got no heartaches or misery
You're happy I see, what about me?
You pass me by with your head up high
You've no regrets since we said goodbye
You could at least show some sympathy
You're happy I see, what about me?
What about me? What about me?
I live with the promises you didn't keep.
What about me? What about me?
Those sweet words you said were just words to deceive.
One day you'll find your love untrue
