Clear as a bell

Sometimes I wish that he could see,
The pain that's flowing inside of me.
Everytime I see them talking,
It cuts me deep, so I keep walking.
He must know it hurts to see him like this,
He flirts with her, and comes to me for a kiss.
He only needs to look into my eyes,
To see the pain, my silent cries.
What happened to the good ol' times,
the time of fun, with no cheesy lines.
Lines he's using on someone else,
could he knows it makes me feel like hell?
He's not quite cheating, but close enough,
He's good with words, says all the right stuff.
He worms his way out of my every trap,
I just can't take much more of his crap.
I love him to death, and this he knows well,
He knows I won't leave him, it's clear as a bell.