Standard (EADGBE)
I wanna wake up in your arms I wanna set off your alarms
And I wanna break into your car and I wanna take out the backseat
Pre-Chorus
The one where you told me everything I thought I always wanted to hear
The one where you told me that it's over
And everytime you look in your rear-view mirror I hope you see me
And all the stuff we did when we were back there together uh-huh
Chorus
And I hope you like your two-seater, no radio
Keymarks parallel to the pinstripes
Windows broken, your T-top's stolen, now it's one-of-a-kind
Thanks for the ride
Verse 2
I gotta get the hell outta Dodge
I just spent the whole night avoiding the cops
And I just don't think I'll go to the clink
Just cause I took out the back-seat
Pre-chorus
Chorus
Bridge
Can you hear your radio?
I bet you can't hear your radio
So you'll never know I wrote this song for you
Sorry that your tires are flat
No you really weren't expecting that
Guess I got alittle carried away
So when you look in your rear-view mirror
I hope you see me there