So let me run away, make my own destiny; Cause this will murder us, your husband, and suburbia
When I was you said to me, songs are for lovers, And not for So go and write the the blues
So as I sit down a pen in my hand, A was killed and became a broken man, And I knew, I get out of here too
The city lights are me, And I am not The streets are paved heroes, And they're calling out me
So let me run away, I'll my own destiny; Cause town is killing me, Silently, And hopelessly
And baby you can the same, I'm the boy who got away, Cause this town will us, Forget husband, and suburbia
I was younger you said to me, The white picket and a well-groomed man Is Now go and find yourself a
And in all of the in all of the world, Will borrow the and all of the girls In the Can I get her off my
The was cold and broken, Like one step closer to God; I for the words I've spoken, And I hate them just
So let me run away, I'll make my own Cause this town is me, Silently, And tonight
And baby you can the same, I'm the boy who got away, Cause this will murder us; your husband, and suburbia
So let me run away, I'll make my own Cause this is killing me, Silently, And hopelessly
And you can tell the same, I'm the boy who got away, Cause this town will us; Forget your husband, and
(Run away, Run away) your husband, and suburbia (Run away, Run away) Forget your husband, and