I'm a hit and run victim
not your first, and not your last.
It started on my road, it started as a whim
I didn't see you coming, didn't see you pass.
In your little red car
you were smiling and waving.
So smoothly you slipped right past my radar
and underneath my skin, just to hear you saying-
Goodbye, sorry, I see my love just 'round the bend.
Forget me and don't look back.
It just started but now it has to end.
Don't worry, it's me, not something you lack.
There's no room for your baggage, think I have too much.
Don't choke on my fumes, don't get blinded by the dust.
Don't wanna hold your hand, don't wanna be your crutch.
It's time to be strong, you have to, you must.
You're a hit and run victim
not my first, and not my last.