You're in my blind spot
Following me too closely behind
If I was to turn,
Then we would collide.

Whenever I need to move,
I look over my shoulder, and I see you
I start to yield, I need to turn
I'm ready for a breakthrough.

I'm weary now, I missed my turn long ago
There is no point in heading down this dead end road
I put my blinker on and begin to slow down
You're driving reckless now,
Somehow, still in my blind spot.

Yet I don't care,
I’m not going to stop
And as I go to make my turn, you don’t come to a stop
My stomach turns
My heart drops
You’re in my rearview mirror,
But I wish you were not.