I can't recall how many times she said she'd never leave Or the times she swore the only one for her was me But the angel I was counting on has all but disappeared And the only trace of her that's left I find each night in there Cause she's just numbers on the jukebox that I lean on There's a little bit of her in every hurtin' song I used to hate the thought of her ‘til her memory I forget Cause she's just numbers on the jukebox B-11 takes me back to the first dance we shared And A-14 reveals the truth she never cared One by one they're telling all the stories of my past And why the love I thought could never die lies here behind this glass Cause she's just numbers on the jukebox that I lean on There's a little bit of her in every hurtin' song I used to hate the thought of her ‘til her memory I forget Cause she's just numbers on the jukebox