I drive down your street Mornings I can't sleep Could I be the one who wakes you up When the hardwood starts to creek When I come back to bed? But it's her place instead And I try not to get caught up in These childish feelings But baby I've been feeling nauseous Is she what you wanted? Guess I was only halfway honest with myself Told you it's alright It's not really but I'm trying Still driving home in silence, asking myself Have you thought about me with somebody else? Maybe then you might feel the way that i felt Small talk ain't so fun When I know you came with someone You don't have the nerve so you're measuring words 'Cause you're thinking 'bout when I used to come back to bed Now it's her place instead I try not to get caught up in Childish feelings But baby I've been feeling nauseous Is she what you wanted? Guess I was only halfway honest with myself Told you it's alright It's not really but I'm trying Still driving home in silence, asking myself Have you thought about me with somebody else? Maybe then you might feel the way that I felt Maybe then you might fall the way that I fell