Car Race

That's me, I'm driving in my car
In the seat next to me sits a blue eyed brunette
I know that she's yours, but she likes my mustang more than your glittering corvette
That's you, you're looking rather sad
You know that when you're dreaming you'll be as close you'll ever get
You know that it's not your fault
She's the one who left you standing in the cold
Then the girl grabs the wheel and says you have to pull over
'I want a reace, may the fastest driver win. He wins my heart, him I will marry.'
So we get set and then step on the gas
Shifting into second gear, I can feel the tension's in the air
Who will win who will become her friend?
We both do not intend to share. That's you
You wanted me to know
Losing is not bad, it makes your self-awareness grow
Can't you see the girl belongs to me
Why can't you live with that and let us be