Knowing Her Name

I wonder if I felt my grip get loose
Or if it would have mattered if I knew
I’d like to think I knew that you could do better
‘Cause if someone else tried to step in, well I probably would have let her

And I would not have minded knowing her name
No, I would not have minded
Knowing she knew you better than I did
No, I would not have minded knowing her name

I think I was kind of taken aback
When I noticed all the questions you didn’t ask
‘Cause either you didn’t care enough to have them
Or maybe I just wasn’t the mystery that I had imagined

But I learned to be sorry you were gone
I learned to be sorry
If only just the kind of sorry that doesn’t
Think it really did anything wrong