i worked all day
came home to play
guitar
and lay
in my bed

i’m not thinking of you
i’m not thinking of you
i’m not
thinking of you

coming through my door
throwing your clothes
on my floor
no i’m not
thinking of you
no i’m not
thinking of you


when i kiss
some hot chick
that i picked
up at the bar
i’m not thinking of you
i’m not thinking of you
smiling (?)
(?)

no i’m not
thinking of you
no i’m not
thinking of you

when i’m using my belt
to (?)
i’m not thinking of you
i’m not thinking of you

i am naked and (?)
holding hands
with another man

no, i’m not thinking of you
no, i’m not thinking of you