Rear View Mirror
A shade of pantone green three sixteen
Showed up in my rear view mirror
It's my old flame again, re-creating a car chase from our favourite film
Leave me alone,
Let me drive and dream about sharing this ride with somebody new
Change your lane and stop flashing me
Pull aside and let me be
Our gear got stuck dont you remember
As I threw your ring in the Thames last December
I'll horn you!
Or drive the wrong way
Crash my heart into a passing lorry, what do you say?
Oh now you speed up
Your still so controlling!
I prefer the slow lane where theres no need for swerving.
Living on this road now for fifteen years
Finally she wakes up to all my tears.
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