Well, I could turn this car around Shift shakily through gears And make the long trek to your house And then the engine will scream out I'll put a finger to its mouth And then we'll figure this thing out I'm really trying But you know I'd be lying If I said I didn't fall in love I didn't fall in love Remember when we broke into your neighbor's house? It was so many years back now We found a bed, they never found out Campaign days and soundly sleeping sideways Oh Emily, stop kissing me Please stop kissing me Please stop kissing me Stop kissing me You're not fixing things I'm really trying But you know I'd be lying If I said I didn't fall in love I didn't fall in love You're probably gone Residing in some old song You've probably known all along I've probably known all along Well, I could turn this car around Well, I could turn this car around You're probably back in some car On some street, in some fucking parking lot Where old friends and memories meet How can I describe that I'm not ready for you to leave? You to leave You're probably far, far too gone What if you're not? I'm probably far too gone What if I'm not? Well, I could turn this car around Turn this car around Well, I could turn this car around Turn this car around Well, I could turn this car around Around This car around