Don't you remember the last time I was speeding down this highway and Anna slept in the backseat, dreaming in the autumn heat and we turned up the country radio and said 'if you want me just say so' and I slicked back my hair in the wind
And I told you I didn't want my picture taken but you snapped it anyway now I guess now I guess you won't have trouble remembering me someday, someday
So I floored it, swerved around the lanes and I kept wishing it was you, instead of me behind the wheel so maybe with my camera I could steal a shot of you and go home to put in my room
And I told you I didn't want my picture taken but you snapped it anyway now I guess now I guess you won't have trouble remembering me someday, someday
But maybe, you'll never remember me Maybe my face will lose these scars Cause sometimes they keep me home at night, where I duck under the covers and wince when I see the light
(whoa oa whoa oa whoa oa whoa oa)
And I told you I didn't want my picture taken but you snapped it anyway now I guess now I guess you won't have trouble remembering me someday, someday yeah