His Car Isn’t Yours

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 8 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 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 8 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 But that car isn’t yours No his car isn’t yours Now it’s 2 a.m. 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 8 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