I won't be waiting around for you
I've got a few other things to do
You're like a cat on a hot tin roof
It's not cute, anymore
I don't want any part of it
I could get lost in the afternoon
I've got no one to answer to
Here I go again on my own
White snake on the radio
Nothing but desert behind me
I used to think I loved you
Now I'm not that worried about it
I used to think I loved you
Now I'm not that worried about it
I used to live in a fantasy
With expectations of tragedy
There's no such lover
Who doesn't betray you someday
Like it or not, that's ok with me
I used to think I loved you
Now I'm not that worried about it
I used to think I loved you
Now I'm not that worried about it
I used to think I loved you
Now I'm not that worried about it
I used to think I loved you
Now I'm not that worried about it
Here I go again on my own
White snake on the radio
Nothing but desert behind me
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