She served him coffee at a truckstop near Toledo. He kept her smiling with his dark, good looking ways. He said it's too quiet here, so why don't we go somewhere loud? They went out dancing and then they go to thinking they'd hit the road once she packed all her bags. Fueled up on gas and the whiskey they'd been drinking, he sprinted out of that Stop-and-Go with a bag of cash in tow.

He said, "Just run when I tell you to, but stay if I ask you to. I'll teach you how to drive, you'll be alright with me by your side. It's a crazy world, but you and me, we'll own it, girl. I'm telling you we'll be alright. Just hang on and enjoy the ride."

That Mustang lit up every time she shifted gears. She felt right at home behind that steering wheel. He wouldn't let her keep the gun, but he let her keep the keys. When he was sleeping, she took any road she pleased. They hit up a bank, convenience stores and a mall; filled up that 'Stang with anything they could. And when the police chased 'em, they outran them all. The faster you go, the harder you will fall.

She believed she was his only girl, until she saw them sneaking out at night.

Then one night that boy met his doom. She caught them both outside a motel room.

I stayed cause I wanted to. But now it's time to drive. You never should've left my side. So now I'm on my own. It'll just be me and the open road. The last thing he saw was the headlights. She hit the gas and she enjoyed the ride.

The moral of the story is: if you want to make it far, then never leave the one who loves you if she has the keys to your car.