You cannot run, you cannot hide or fly away Escape from yesterday, try to hide when you see me Cannot run from the fury When I repent that I'm the cover of the magazine And even thought I know it's all what I wanted I wish to be beheaded by a guillotine

But when I finally found the words to say I wanted to run away Simply run away You can try to run and hide It won't make a difference You can lie to yourself Of the reason Sure it hurts wen it comes to you're attention There's something bout this girl