I've been running away for way too long There ain't nothing much I can do baby I done wrong I've been fighting a fight that I just can't win Tomorrow when I wake up I'm turning myself in
But whatever I do You belong to me x 4
I know you think we can just go on the lamb You and me, Bonnie and Clyde, Son of Sam But what I've done, there ain't no escaping my spot in hell If I had the guts, I would take that gun and shoot myself