You’re not a girl, you’re a town
You’re snow on the ground, you’re my first year in school and oooo
You’re the words in a song that Shannon Hoon sang to me
And all around my memories, you dance

You’re not a girl, you’re a car
You’re a red Trans Am, you’re 90 miles an hour and ooooo
We never get caught cause there’s no cops around
And no roads like this, downtown

Why’d we have to change, it all seemed so fine
we’ll go our own ways
We’re both asking
Why’d we have to change, it all seemed so fine
we’ll go our own ways
We’re both asking, why

You’re not a girl, you’re the night of the homecoming game
You’re the voice in my head, just begging me to stay
You’re the smoke in our lights, as we sped away
To worship the sunlight on the gravesYou’re not a girl, you’re a waltz
You’re a canopy bed, you’re June till August (and wooo)
You’re the back and forth sway, of the hammock all day
When I asked you, what did you say

Why’d we have to change, it all seems so fine
we’ll go our own ways
We’re both asking
Why’d we have to change, it all seems so fine
we’ll go our own ways
We’re both asking, why