Why are we always stuck and running from The bullets? The bullets We gotta get away from here Just stop your crying We never learn, we been here before It's a sign of the times We got to get away We got to, we got to (away)

Pounding all these spikes in my veins Looking at my thoughts, I take my time Never gonna run away But the pain always gets in the way Slowly watch me die I’m insane, so dangerous Don’t you dare get in my way Throwing in the towel Got me strained, so

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

Remember cuddles in the kitchen Yeah, to get things off the ground And it was up, up and away That on a day like today when you're all argumentative And you've got the face on Oh, but it's right hard to remember Now then Mardy Bum I see your frown And

In the heat of the day down in Mobile Alabama Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer I gotta get some money to buy some brand new shoes Tryin' to find somebody to take away these blues "She don't love me" hear them singing in the sun

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

Don't you worry 'bout a thing They don't even know a thing No hurry 'cause a love like this is forever (forever) We'll show 'em all that we're much better together (together) The love we got is so untouchable Ooh, come run away with me I can see you in

Got to get away Everyone inside my head They want me alive or dead You don't know better Well I've been just I've been a bug unknown I know all about it But my heart is strong I've been away

I got, I got, I got, I got options You the, you the, you the, you the top one So baby, baby, if it ain't a problem Can I get some of your love? I got a whole lot of names and a whole lot of numbers But I'd throw them away 'cause I think I might love you

We've got to get away, get away And the rest of our lives we'll be free You and me, we're helpless can't you see Got to move on, catch the next train And we'll be gone Get your blue jeans right on, babe Put on your old brown shoes Right on your feet Time