Your heart is the car

And your windows are tinted

You never let anyone go far

Afraid that you still won't be minted

You've been on several rides though

But being slow and cautious

You'll realize soon you won't let it go

Because at only 25mph you get nauseuous

He isnt the Ferrari, Lamborghini, or Bugatti

Instead the new model of a cheap looking Audi

He accepts your pace with a style and grace

Though you start to reminisce about the old chase

The one that got you so broken in the first place