I hear you think about me now and then To fantasize about what might have been I've always been the one who got away The careless bullet tends to ricochet There's virtue in the straight and narrow path And though you can't afford the aftermath The rear-view mirror tends to draw the eye So sneak a peek now baby, don't be shy But you say you're happy So maybe it's for the better But you say you're happy To chauffeur these doubts forever Keep me in the backseat of your mind You're driving under my influence Drunk on the thrill and deaf to consequence You know that I could make your life a mess And yet you chose to wear your tightest dress.