Backseat Rider - Sara Kays

You lived down the block

We met for the first time at the bus stop

We sat side by side

Third seat from the back, we talked the whole ride

Six years later you bought your first car

And you told me to wait outside

Then you pulled up and somebody else

Was sitting in the passenger side

So I sat in the backseat, it didn’t bother me

But after five weeks of sitting in silence behind her

While you talked of movies I’ve never seen

I realized that’s how we used to be

But now my best friend is the driver

And I’m the backseat rider

Maybe it’s my fault

Spent summer break away and forgot to call

Or maybe you forgot

Around this time last summer we sat in the parking lot

And you told me when you got your first car

That you and I would go for a drive

But now we’re here and somebody else

Is sitting in the passenger side

So I sat in the backseat, it didn’t bother me

But after five weeks of sitting in silence behind her

While you talked of movies I’ve never seen

I realized that’s how we used to be

But now my best friend is the driver

And I’m the backseat rider

I gave you back the clothes that you used to borrow

You dropped me off at home, said you’ll see me tomorrow

And I sit in the backseat, it didn’t bother me

But after five weeks of sitting in silence behind her

While you talked of movies I’ve never seen

I realized that’s how we used to be

But now my best friend is the driver

And I’m the backseat rider

I gave you back the clothes that you used to borrow

You dropped me off at home, said you’ll see me tomorrow