Cos as the rain drips of the windscreen I wish I didn't cause a scene But, I think I'd rather have a heart attack Than walk away from something real Tryna say it's no big deal
But thinking too much just fucks things up Has made this stupidly hard, stupidly hard for me
To driving with you next to me singing along happily And it hurts to think that you're probably doing that With somebody else, with anybody else
We thought too much and it fucked things up And its made this stupidly hard, stupildy hard
But it's not like there's nothing else involved But it's hard to sit back and let it just unfold When I know there's something there We both know that something real's still there
And it's over now we've got to stop and just be friends and carry on But I'm pretty sure at some point we'll end up back where we were though I could be wrong And it's just a thought you might forget how goddamn happy we could be If the circumstance was different but it's not so we'll just have to wait and see Cos I know that something real is still there