Are you gonna let it slide?
I ain't looking for no sympathy
Just a reason to feel justified
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
Not the way you want me to
Honey, I'm not thinking of you
We were naked, we were making out
Love will record our soul on the side
Not the way you want me to