Nothing good starts in a getaway car.

~

You're in a getaway car. Left him at the dusty motel bar. Put the money in the bag, and you stole the keys.

Determined to leave him for good, you sped off. Never looking back. Always the first to leave, sirens blaring through your heart.

He shouldn't think of it as such a mystery. All he has to do is think about the place you both first met...

Too bad he doesn't plan on letting you go. Not now.