Favorite Crime
I tried to talk my way to you
But you push me aside
Like I was an unpaid speeding ticket you shoved away
You race down highways
You dash through towns
No GPS was needed
As you followed the map that was your mind
You drove with your head instead of your heart
I wish I could bail you out of the prison you call “your life”
But you’re too addicted to the gas you forget to break
90 miles an hour
Until it’s too late
I can’t keep filling your tank as it’s draining mine
Out of every law you ever broke
I hope I was your favorite crime
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