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Hit the gas: we're moving fast down the highway.
And I know that I couldn't say the right things to slow you down.
So buckle up or buckle down: you're still the prettiest girl in town.

We're setting our sights on broken hearts and sleepless nights.
We're waiting for the perfect time to call things off.
Saying bad things, now that's enough.
I've heard all I could ever take from you.

Solve it all with alcohol for the moment.