His Car Isn't Yours - WENDY

Lyrics by：Anna Dasha Novotny

Composed by：Anna Dasha Novotny/Jack Jody

Arranged by：Anna Dasha Novotny/Jack Jody

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