my rearview mirror hangs
swinging back and forth
don't look back, it says
don't wanna see where I've been
guage reads low fuel now
but yet I can't stop
only 10 more miles to go
till the state line with you
don't look back, don't stop to rest
you're worth it all along
in my passenger seat, you watch the world
pass you by
by my side
this is what perfection looks like
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