Everything I see Every part of me Gonna get what I deserve I know where I stand I know who I am I would never run away when life gets bad, it's I know what you like I know what you think Not afraid to stare you down until you blink, it's

We can't wait 'til tomorrow You gotta know that this is real, baby why you wanna fight it? I knew that when I met you, I'm not gonna let you runaway (And we're all just runaways) Blonde hair blowin' in the summer wind A blue-eyed girl playing in the sand

You showed me my tomorrow Beside a box of matches A welcome threatening stir My hopes of being stolen Might just ring true Depends who you prefer But if it's true you're gonna run away Tell me where I'll meet you there

These games we play No wins, we're losers, yeah, yeah, yeah You come, you stay You run away Yeah, nothing gon' change It stays the same Nothing's gonna change The crazy little games we play Tell me how you wanna move now

Everybody says that life takes patience But nobody wants to wait Everybody says we need salvation But nobody wants to be saved The light in the tunnel is just another runaway train The blue skies we wait on Are gonna have to come after the rain All of

And it feels like rain, like yesterday And the clouds roll in, the sunlight fades away again And I'm so damn sure, I'm gonna close that door You'll be the first to know When I've found what I'm looking for I want to run with the sun on my face Ride

Round and round Till you show me what this life is for I won’t run away this time I’m not gonna let you change my mind You don’t have to hold your head up high We are all living the same way We are escaping the same way We are a part of the same play

Take my breath away Don't you know you excite me like that When you touch me like that Got me running right back Want it, want it, want it, want it, and I want it now (want it now) I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna show you how Burning lights

You got me runnin', you got me runnin' Oh no no never thought I'd feel so low But I ain't gonna hide And yesterday everything seemed okay Yeah you better run and hide away Oh you better hide Let me through don't spoil my view I gotta get away, away from

Expectations Prom Queen, Miss America In the backseat in a pair of cuffs Never be Miss America Baby, innocence one day gonna be decadence Sixteen, little runaway From the Five-O and you got away