You´re a passenger in my car
But just the pretended parts
That I sing to in the dark
You´re a lover, I am not
And that´s why I loved you

That´s why I loved you
That´s why I loved you

When I started to fall out of love
Put my arms out extended
And tried to catch it all
When I finally opened my hands up
I´m sorry I wasn´t fast enough

Do you remember
Your hands on my shoulder
In the car in December
Driving to my parent´s house
On the cusp of the state line
New England to Westchester
On the cusp of loving
And resenting each other

I was a passenger in your car
And now I´m ghost who won´t
Answer a call
I was a lover that you were not
And that´s why I loved you
That´s why I loved you
That´s why I loved you