We stood there, by your front door And I felt stupid when you said I think I need some time I was hoping that we could talk about it Why you feel like you've been missingout But then you went inside
I thought I could get over you But as I pulled away I looked around my car...no way
Because your cigarettes are in my back seat And I can't get very far listening to the CD mix you made me There's your lipstick on my floorboard Your footprints on the dashboard You're everywhere but by my side And I can't drive... I can't drive
Now I'm passing all the places That we used to go like the road We used to make out on And that girl's house Who threw the party Where we finished all the alcohol And passed out on the lawn
Now I'm staring at my phone Afraid in the unknown It's hard to let go...when your
Cigarettes are in my backseat And I can't get very far listening to the CD mix you made me There's your lipstick on my floorboard Your footprints on the dashboard You're everywhere but by my side And I can't drive... well I can't drive
And my video camera Holds all the memories I wish we could rewind
But your cigarettes are in my back seat And I can't get very far listening to the CD mix you made me I can't drive
Your cigarettes are in my back seat Your footprints on the dashboard You're everywhere...everywhere And I can't drive