Backseat - Color Theory

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