Can't be too sure of anything anymore I watched those feelings run out the door I watched those feelings run out the door I won't waste your time, we won't get it right But I don't wanna go Cause that's the thing, you just never know That's the thing, you just never know What kind of car do you drive, and is it nicer than mine? Is it nicer than mine? Is it nicer than me? And yeah, Im good for a ride But I just can't call you mine So I just won't call you mine But you're all that I see How typical, how typical Just another angry girl from another windy home You were summoning the rain and lacking self control When a little taste of love tumbled you into a storm How typical, how typical Put your money where your mouth is and see how far it goes Slowly dial in the forecast to clouds and chemicals Now that little taste of love has you coming back for more Take it or leave it, just keep it moving steadily I'll let you set the pace yourself so I don't lose you to the speed What kind of car do you drive, and is it nicer than mine? Is it nicer than mine? Is it nicer than me? And yeah, Im good for a ride But I just can't call you mine So I just won't call you mine But you're all that I see