Sports Car

Boy, it doesn't take much to make you happy Emma packed her bags and all, she moved out slowly Into the back of a two seat car and consequently told me I don't think there's anyway that I Could tell just what you're thinking now I just kept quiet for the risk of sounding boring And so you fall in love with a real estate man's daughter They it wraps your brain like two high school brushed up flowers Circling, she'd sit and wait Racing home, it's getting late Drive onto the parkway Have I lost my mind, oh for heaven's sake I'm not sad I'm just built by design In a boxed up suburb In the cut of the light Where you can drive away In your sports car replica Where you can wait on another day To get yourself out in the rush Say you're gonna come back Thinking you'll never come back And now the sun it only rises ON the back of the horizon And I've been trying to find it For a long, long time And I'm fine to live without you You read a note, just how I left it I know you hold the world around it But you really messed mine I'm not sad I'm just built by design In a boxed up suburb In the cut of the light Where you can drive away In your sports car replica Where you can wait on another day To get yourself out in the rush Say you're gonna come back Thinking you'll never come back A shadow's lofted over me Somehow I still know that you're loving me They're telling me that time is money Could you turn it back? I'm not sad I'm just built by design In a boxed up suburb In the cut of the light Where you can drive away In your sports car replica Where you can wait on another day To get yourself out in the rush Say you're gonna come back Thinking you'll never come back Emma packed her bags and all, she moved out