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 to 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, hmm, 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 driver's 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 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 eight o'clock, and I'm waiting on this good guy to come pick me up (uh-uh)

I just wanna have a good night, he's pulling up

Oh my God, I see the headlights (uh-uh-uh)

And he opens my door, but his car isn't yours

(Mmm) but that car isn't yours (mm-mm-mm)

No, his car isn't yours (hmm-mm, yeah-yeah)

(Mm-yeah)