You get behind the wheel
And roll all over me
Forwards and backwards and forwards again
You are grinding your gears
Spinning your wheels on top of me
My secret hero
A leap into the abyss
Driving me to the museum
To see your paintings hanging on the wall
Showing the evidence
The tire marks across my heart
They stand and stare in disbelief
Spontaneous is how you describe me
My enthusiasm for life
Two full loaded barrels
Drugs, sex, and crime
Three shells in my shirt pocket
As we sneak in through the window
This is life, you tell me
Taking a chance with broken glass
All for one and one for all
You are the unknowable
And I reflect in your unseen light
Together we are Bonnie and Clyde
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