We can be strong Run, run with her t- On the road to love Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I'm on whoa, oh oh whoa I'm on the road to love Get your hot rods ready to rumble Out on this lonely road Follow that unicorn

Not ready to be found I'm just a lost boy So what are you waiting for Build your hopes up like a tower I'm giving you the run around 'Cause someone could love you more I'm just a lost boy, lost boy I say I wanna settle down As the smile fell from your

I'll keep running When you think you're on your own To the place where I belong I'm still coming home When my heart is ready to burst, When the world spins in reverse When you go, turn down the light No one's here to hold you in the night When our

Baby, you save me Cause when I'm a bullet shot out of a gun Cause when I'm a firecracker comin' undone Or when I'm a fugitive ready to run, all wild-eyed and crazy No matter where my reckless soul takes me Every now and then I get a little lost My

Party's on, let it run You're in town having fun 'Cause you're looking for chance to run Let's run, whoa oh You're the fame, scream my name Gonna know it now the game is on Don't stop, whoa oh You're a hotshot, ten o'clock, ready for the night to rock

I'll be ready when the moment comes Only waited for the marching drums I'm gonna hit the ground running, hit the ground running It's a one way street with an open end And you never know what lies ahead But I always knew that this was it The signs were

Slumped up, slumped up try not to get fucked up Slumped up, back up, 'fore you get your head bust (Scum Gang!) Pharaoh Vice Got this FN on my body, if you feeling froggy Got my gang right beside me, ready to catch a homi- If you run up bitch I'm sorry,

He's saying "no, no, you're not ready yet" St. Peter shaking his head I'm far away For nights and days Silent they I'm running It's like your voice I hear Into my face Keeps drying my tears

(Whoa, whoa) (Here we come!) When the sun goes down, we're the small town smokin' gun Gonna ride back roads til' their ain't no road to run Gonna tip 'em back and drink 'em dry Leave it all out on the field tonight We ain't gonna stop, ready or not

But Cinderella's got to go I'm sorry for runnin' away like this And I'm sorry I've already made my wish Here I am, so try to forgive me I don't believe in fairy tales Here we are with nothin' but honesty I've had enough, I'm not gonna stay I'm sorry just