Been busted in Texas,
Seen my share of Colorado rain.
I've seen the anxiety
Every high school kid feels
Growing up on the Kansas plain.

I've looked to the East Coast,
Still idling in rush-hour hell.
And the West Coast keeps dreaming.
Things are tough all over,
But for me it's just as well

Because she isn't mine.
She isn't mine.
She isn't mine.
She isn't mine.

I promised myself I was done
And I could walk away.
But now I am just on the run
And with nowhere to stay.
I think of her often
And dream of how different I'd be,
Because it can hurt so much
That I panic in the pain.
So changeless,
I want to change me

She isn't mine.
She isn't mine.
She isn't mine.
She isn't mine.

Every mention of you,
Yeah, it splits me in two
Because it feels so good,
But I promised I would
Keep it easy and fun
But when you're on the run
You scavenge to live,
And what I just wouldn't give.
I tell myself "Forget her,"
That it's only for the better
But I can't help to fight
Some added surprise,
To keep her in contact,
To feel her react me,
To feel her attract to me,
But it's so abstract to me.

She isn't mine.
She isn't mine.
She isn't mine,
Isn't mine.

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Writer(s): JOHN POPPER