Newspapers lying by the door
I don't miss you anymore
I took the elevator down from the thirteenth floor
And you ain't thinkin' about me
I read the paper, I played my old strat,
I spent eighteen dollars at the local laundromat
And a northbound train rolled over my very best hat
And you ain't thinkin' about me
No, you ain't thinkin' about me
Anymore
The ground started to shake, and the light turned to black
I lost one hundred dollars at the dog track
And some long-legged madonna keeps calling me Shadrak
And you ain't thinkin' about me
The sky is heavy and the road is wet
It glistens in the night like a lit cigarette
I got a dollar in my pocket and how much you wanna bet
That you ain't thinkin' about me
No, you ain't thinkin' about me
Anymore
Since you been gone
I just haven't been the same
You had to leave because you said you never came
Well there's good times and bad times and something in between
And for a while you were the best thing that I had ever seen
And then one day, don't know why, you up and turned mean
And you ain't thinkin' about me
I wish I had a headache, I wish I had the flu
Or somebody or something else or something else to do
Because the last thing I wanted to be is thinking about you
When you ain't thinkin' about me
No, you ain't thinkin' about me
Anymore
