I take a deep breath before I jump the cliff,heading straight for the water.

As I take his hand,we take off,faster than the speed of light.

Ahead I see the '67 Chevy Impala before I realize we're screwed.

As I watch him pull out the gun,I think what might be my last thought.

Behind us I see flashing lights. Fuck,the cops.

I feel a rush of fear as I shoot the gun

As she hits the gas,I know there's no turning back now.

I hold my breath as I throw the knife.