Are you gonna call me?
Are you gonna let it slide?
I ain’t looking for no sympathy
Just a reason to feel justified

That was unexpected
Oh, the way you came on slow
We were both getting sober
When I told you I would take you home

Now the sun came up too soon today
You have to drive your band back to LA

I’m not thinking of you
I don’t even want to
I’m not thinking of you
Anymore
I’m not thinking of you
Not the way you want me to
Honey, I‘m not thinking of you
Anymore