Backseat of June

You showed up late in that stupid jacket

Stickers peeling on your beat-up case

Said

"I got lost" but your map's in your pocket

Same excuse

Different day

Same face

I memorized every flaw you try to hide

Now every joke just sounds like goodbye

I'm done riding in the backseat of June

While you chase every cloud like it's some cartoon

You say "forever" then you're gone by noon

I'm getting out

I'm getting out

Of the backseat of June (hey!)

Your friends all laugh like they’re on your payroll

I bite my tongue till it tastes like rust

You play the saint at the homecoming sideshow

Then blame the rain when the paint turns dust

I used to think we were caught in something rare

Now I just hate that I still smell your hair

I'm done riding in the backseat of June

While you chase every cloud like it's some cartoon

You say "forever" then you're gone by noon

I'm getting out

I'm getting out

Of the backseat of June (woah-oh)

So take your mixtapes

Take your crooked grin

Take that promise you forgot to spin

I'll keep the hoodie and the photograph

You can keep the punchline to your half-grown laugh (hey!)

I'm done riding in the backseat of June

While you chase every cloud like it's some cartoon

You say "forever" then you're gone by noon

I'm getting out

I'm getting out

Yeah

I'm burning every postcard of you

Screaming out the window like a bad tattoo

I'm not your shadow in this afternoon

I'm getting out

I'm getting out

Of the backseat of June