Don't you remember the last time we were speeding down this highway?
Anna slept in the back seat, dreaming in the autumn heat
We turned up the country radio
I said, "if you want me just say so"
I slicked back my hair in the wind
I told you I didn't want my picture taken but you snapped it anyway
Now I guess you won't have trouble remembering me someday
So I floored it and swerved around the lanes
I kept wishing it were you instead of me behind the wheel
so maybe with my camera I could steal a shot of you
and go home to put it in my room
Maybe you'll never remember me
Maybe my face will lose these scars,
'cause sometimes they keep me home at night
where I duck under the covers and wince when I see the light