Haven't I said too much? Haven't I said enough? What don't you get? I brought your letters home I read them all alone They kept me up all night I stop to dry my eyes Your words, they make me cry 'Cause I remember you well It's too late to go back there To what we used to have Dear It's all in the past 'Cause I'm with someone new And she sees my point of view And I hate to break it to you