I always said she was a runner, And running through the fields, I put a gun, I put a gun to her, With the force she came to kneel, And as she screams and in her own blood, I said sympathy for you, I'll never have, I'll never have none, Its time you told the truth, And I left the gun beside her, And running in the nights, I run for land, I ran for safety, For new places and new sight, Always said she was a runner And I thought I knew her well. I never thought I was a runner, and I thought I knew her well.
You should have died that very night, Good job for you I wasn't born a killer, you took my life, and I took my flight, Good job for you I wasn't born a killer.
I always knew her as a baker, But something I knew not, is That when I tried to take her, There was something Ides forgot, For I knew I couldn't keep her, And running out of time, I tried so hard, I tried to cheat her, She was a running in her prime, So I thought about my choices, And chose to drop the gun, And amongst the screaming voices, Something told me I should run. I never thought I was a runner, and I thought I knew her well. I never thought I was a runner, and I thought I knew her well.
You should have died that very night, Good job for you I wasn't born a killer, you took my life, and I took my flight, Good job for you I wasn't born a killer.
There is so much to remember, But there is more to forget, I isn't seen you since December, I'm surprised we haven't met, and In the Depths of the Silly Isles, I heard you reside, and in the depths of my mind, I can still see your eyes