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