Broken Rear Views and Dirty Headlights

 
Driving through the night
radio up way too loud
enough to muffle sirens
and cell phone sounds
still can't drown out
what's rolling through my head
question my lack of guilt
for feelings I'm told I shouldn't have
unrestrained by boundaries
 
Then they play that damn song
the one you turned up for me
no longer in heavy rotation
no expectation of the memory flood
think about turning it off
but my hand doesn't move
so I sing
 
Everything is swimming
don't know if you even remember
why it means anything to me
shake my head and half laugh
at the way I miss you
when you pretend I don't exist
 
Press the accelerator
closer to the floorboard
but I'll never go fast enough
to get away from our deconstruction
 
That doesn't stop me from trying