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RunawayYou keep your distance that's for sureYou led me to believe you're an open door But when I reached for your handle I learned otherwise You handed fiction out in paperback Eight hundred pages Lined from the top to the bottom with the words come here When I'm nice you're disinterested When I'm an asshole you're offended You're a lure with no prize A chase with no catch You're perfect Runaway Though I'm never gonna lock you down You're always gonna be around If I follow slow You'll wait up for me You're to blame Runaway There's a problem with your temperature I did my best I tried my best To warm you down But you froze my thermometer Your time is a magical thing Like this curse that you put on me If you aren't willing to give me yours Why should I waste mine When I'm nice you're disinterested When I'm an asshole you're offended You're a lure with no prize A chase with no catch You're perfect Runaway Though I'm never gonna lock you down You're always gonna be around If I follow slow You'll wait up for me You're to blame Runaway If my mind could turn back time I'd find myself and warn him that You're perfect Runaway Girl some day I'll find a way To break away From your luring eyes You're to blame Runaway |