Run Run Run

Yeah, oh, yeah, oh

Yeah, oh, yeah, oh

Lie on the floor, do you want some more?

The guy is gone, you're left alone

Don't be a fool, it's not so cool

The guy is gone, got to, got to move on

You gotta pack up your stuff

'Cause no one's so tough

No one can freeze on memories

You better run, run, think you better run, pretty baby

You better run, run, think you better run, pretty baby

G-go, yeah, oh

You walked again, love you, my friend

You fucked the blues, great fucking news

Go like that goes, a new friend of yours

He's not your type, he's gonna be bad

He's gonna make it repeating

Scratch on your skin, and your skin is so thin, thin

Thinner than you think

You better run, run, I think you better run, pretty baby

You better run, run, I think you better run, pretty baby

You've got a gun, gun, what's up with the gun, a little horny? Hey

You've lost again, my lonely friend, your sister soul

You learn again about the men you have no control

This is the story repeating, tears on your skin

And I try once again not to take it on the chin

I cannot do more, but I know for sure

That you and me it's real now you know what I feel

You better run, run, think you better run to me, baby

You better run, run, think you better run to me, baby

We've got a gun, gun, hold it, got a gun together, honey

Yeah, oh, yeah, oh

Yeah, oh, yeah, oh

Yeah, oh, yeah, oh

Yeah, oh, yeah, oh