I met you in the summer
What a bummer that the timing killed the mood
Didn't overthink it
It felt easy moving far away from you
But now looking back
I looked at you like nobody else
Am I supposed to find someone
Makes me feel how I felt?
I'm trying think it's time that
I try again with someone new
Now, it's eight o'clock and I'm waiting on
This good guy to come pick me up
I just wanna have a good night
He's pulling up, oh my God, I see the headlights
And he opens my door but his car isn't yours
Now, I see that black Jeep parked on my street
And it's messing with my head
Lying to my mind that you might come back
Try to win me back again, mmm, yeah
And I should be okay, driving 'way with somebody else
So why do I wish it were you here, in front of my house?
I shouldn't keep on hoping, so I'm going out instead
Now, it's eight o'clock and I'm waiting on
This good guy to come pick me up
I just wanna have a good night
He's pulling up, oh, my God I see the headlights
And he opens my door but his car isn't yours
It's not you anymore in my driveway
It isn't you drivers seat on the highway
It isn't you on your way every Friday
And I hate that it hurts that his car isn't yours, yeah
But that car isn't yours
No, his car isn't yours
Yeah
Now, it's 2 AM, he just dropped me off
Asked if he could come in, I told him maybe not
Then he asked what he did, I said that nothing's wrong
It wasn't your car
Now, it's eight o'clock and I'm waiting on
This good guy to come pick me up
I just wanna have a good night
He's pulling up, oh my God, I see the headlights
And he opens my door but his car isn't yours
But that car isn't yours
No, his car isn't yours, mmm-mmm
Eh-yeah, mmm, yeah
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