Rearview

He takes his keys
Gets in his car
He is nervous
Is this for real
Should he turn back
Is this worth it
He gets inside
They take the highway

In the darkness they cruise
They're moving fast
Virtue in the rearview
It feels good to be bad
Hit the brakes in time
What if we collide
The adrenaline
Puts his worries aside

When he gets home
In through the back
He feels worthless
Climbs into bed
Shakes off the guilt
Back to Mr Perfect
He knows she knows
Yet he can't let go
He's compulsive
He longs, he yearns
To get back to her
It's repulsive
He takes off
Can't get enough

In the darkness they cruise
They're moving fast
Virtue in the rearview
It feels good to be bad
Hit the brakes in time
What if we collide
The adrenaline
Puts his worries aside



Credits
Writer(s): Rob Kalmès
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