Getaway Car

(No, nothing good starts in a getaway car.)

It was the (C5)best of times,

the worst of crimes;

I (G)struck a match and blew your mind.

But I didn't mean it,

and you didn't see it.

The (C5)ties were black, the lies were white,

in (G)shades of gray and candlelight.

I wanted to leave him;

I needed a reason.

'X' marks the spot where we fell apart.

He poisoned the well;

I was lying to myself.

I knew it from the first Old Fashioned we were cursed:

we (F)never had a shotgun shot in the dark.

You were driving a getaway car.

We were flying, but we'd never get far.

(Dm)Don't pretend it's such a mystery;

think about the place where you first met me:

riding in a getaway car.

There were sirens in the beat of your heart.

Should've known I'd be the first to leave;

think about the place where you first met me:

in a getaway car.

(Ah.) No, they never get far.

(Ah.)

No, nothing good starts in a getaway car.

It was (C5)the great escape, the prison break;

the (G)light of freedom on my face.

But you weren't thinking,

and I was just drinking.

Well, (C5)he was running after us;

I was screaming, "Go, go, (G)go!"

But with three of us, honey,

it's a sideshow.

(Dm)And the circus ain't a love story;

and now we're (F)both sorry.

(We're both sorry.)

'X' getaway car.

(D)We were jet set