I know my place I watch TV and it's in my face I'd buy a gun But now, who do you shoot when no side can be won? Who can I tell I know your daughter oh so well Where is the trust? I think my girl sleeps with more than one
I sit in the backseat never Tell me what is your car When you're old and you think you're clever And life tells you're something you're not
Run to her I run to her, run to her
Across the sky Trace of fire lights my bloodshot eyes A subtle speech Into the crowd and to all the streets It's hard to hear A lack of sleep and the cracks appear It's hard to tell who wants you dead And who wants you hurt
I sit in the backseat never Tell me what is your car When you're old and you think you're clever And life tells you're something you're not
Run to her I run to her, run to her I run to her
But every night I sit alone is one more time When she should be with me And what it is is something I don't know But I know what I want to be
Run to her I run to her, run to her I run to her, run to her Oh oh oh, oh-oh