Rear Window
By Cavedwellers feat. Rachel Fairchild

In my rear window where my mistakes go
There’s a trail of broken hearts

Sixteen: I grabbed my keys
Seventeen: I was so ready to please
Found a real sweet girl at the end of my street
And I knew that I would never be beat
But variety is the spice of life
And I wasn’t yet in want of a wife
So I drove down every street in my town
Found other sweet things to drive around

In my rear window where my mistakes go
There’s a trail of broken hearts
There’s the roads not taken, joys forsaken
Blowouts and cold starts

Eighteen and I drove off to school
Where every exception was the rule
Got the twin exhausts and a turbo switch
And the nitrous if I felt the itch
And I got pulled over and I paid some fines
But I never was going to do hard time
Had places to go on the avenue
Want to come with me? I think you do

In my rear window where my mistakes go
There’s a trail of broken hearts
There’s the roads not taken, joys forsaken
Blowouts and cold starts
Little fender benders, big wham bams
Didn’t know what I was capable of
‘Cause I was a ham-handed battering ram
In the china shop of love

Pump your breaks! Your “mistakes”
Are human beings just like you
Put your headlights on and look upon
The loneliness you’re driving to

And the years tear by, mile marker signs
And I wonder what if I had made you mine
But I’ve blown a tire at 31
And the driving isn’t really so much fun
A commuter creeping in the carpool lane
And the four-wheeled monster has been tamed

In my rear window where my mistakes go
There’s a trail of broken hearts
There’s the roads not taken, joys forsaken
Blowouts and cold starts
Little fender benders, big wham bams
Didn’t know what I was capable of
‘Cause I was a ham-handed battering ram
In the china shop of love