Her trust in you is as good as an empty tank headed south She won't use the rearview mirror headed far from you What she leaves behind remains no concern to her burnt out heart Eyes on the first exit out of here The highway is her only vision, burying your bones This is her farewell
I see my future in the rearview mirror of my fast-paced life With my thoughts spinning out of control, And I can't seem to tame it Or control the fact that I fall asleep with you on my mind, Craving your presence or at least your silhouette along the walls.
The more I stare in this rearview mirror, The more I fade into the darkness, The more I settle into a creeping melancholia.
When I look into this rearview mirror, My life tumbles more into a downward spiral , Leaving only the rough edges out for others to see, But I can't imagine my life with anyone else.
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Your heart . Is everything I desire to have , Possess . Loving Every little moment you smile, Never doubted the days we spent cuddling, Caressing the only stresses that you carry , I will always try with you, Try . Your emotions are the key to me giving mines up, So I did , And it felt amazing, Patients is a virtue, I only see you, In a clear rearview, Don't look back, Keep running, Make sure you get as far away as possible before I turn, I pretend to turn the lights down but I still burn, No measure of holy or unholy prowess will keep me away from the thing I won and earned.