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 hand 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 left you That's why I loved you That's why I loved you