

I saw him at the county line
Same coat, same crooked grin
He said, "You really think you're different?"
I said, "Brother, look again"
I didn't stop the car
Didn't roll the window down
Some conversations end better
When nobody sticks around
There's a devil in the rearview
But he's getting mighty small
I don't need to turn around
I don't need to hear him call Let him keep his stories
Let him tell them how he wants
I've got places left to go
And I
ain't going back (ain't going back no more)
He remembers every bad decision
I remember why I made 'em
He counts every bridge I burned
I count the ones I rebuilt (yeah)
We used to share a bedroom
Now he lives somewhere behind me
Funny how you gain perspective
When you quit asking permission
There's a devil in the rearview
But he's getting mighty small
I don't need to turn around
I don't need to hear him call Let him keep his stories
Let him tell them how he wants
I've got places left to go
And I
ain't going back
There's a devil in the rearview
And tonight he's out of sight I've got no need to forgive
him
I've just got a life to live
That's enough of that.