I hear you think about me now and then 
To fantasize about what might have been 
I’ve always been the one who got away 
The careless bullet tends to ricochet 

There’s virtue in the straight and narrow path 
And though you can’t afford the aftermath 
The rear-view mirror tends to draw the eye 
So sneak a peek now baby, don’t be shy 

But you say you’re happy 
So maybe it’s for the better 
But you say you’re happy 
To chauffeur these doubts forever 
Keep me in the backseat of your mind 

You’re driving under my influence 
Drunk on the thrill and deaf to consequence 
You know that I could make your life a mess 
And yet you chose to wear your tightest dress.