[ Featuring the Motorcars ]
Headlights in the driveway
There's a candle burning on the stand
A wine glass on the front porch
I'm fumbling keys in a trembling hand
It's awfully cold but the window wide open
Ashtray two cigarettes smoking
I might be naive but baby i'm not blind
I think it's time for you to go
I can't believe you anymore
Like I always did before
Now I'm packing up a suitcase
But it's not mine
It's time for you to get going girl
I feel sorry for the next in line
I can't believe I almost asked you
If he was the only one
When I know it really doesn't matter
Cause baby what's done is done
Now it's time for you to go
I can't believe you anymore
Like I always did before
I didn't chase him down
I've got to much pride
And crying was the only sound I heard
While waiting for your taxi to arrive
Now it's time for you to go
I can't believe you anymore
Like I always did before
Like I always did before
