Liberator - Noah Gundersen

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

I’m the way out

We were naked, we were making out

Love will record our soul on the side

I’m the way out

We were, we were out

I’m not thinking of you

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

And I don’t even want to

Or maybe I do