| Song | The Runaround |
| Artist | Taylor Hicks |
| Album | Taylor Hicks |
| 作曲 : Goldberg, Renald | |
| It's a whole new education, | |
| I'm learning from you all the time. | |
| There's no need for explanation, | |
| Your examples do just fine. | |
| I got an "A" in broken hearts, | |
| I got my degree in crying. | |
| You tell me it's not fair that | |
| I'm so gone, | |
| Oh, I love you, but why'd you do me so wrong? | |
| And to think | |
| I sat there singing you a love song. | |
| I give you everything, | |
| All I get from you is your runaround. | |
| You don't like these accusations, | |
| What I have seen with my own eyes. | |
| The compromising situations, | |
| While you walk around in your disguise. | |
| I aced the broken hearts, | |
| I got my degree in crying. | |
| You tell me it's not fair that | |
| I'm so gone, | |
| Oh, I love you, but why'd you do me so wrong? | |
| And to think | |
| I sat there singing you a love song. | |
| I give you everything, | |
| All I get from you is your runaround. | |
| I aced the broken hearts, | |
| I got my degree in crying. | |
| You tell me it's not fair that | |
| I'm so gone, | |
| Oh, I love you, but why'd you do me so wrong? | |
| And to think | |
| I sat there singing you a love song. | |
| I give you everything, | |
| All I get from you is your runaround. |
| zuò qǔ : Goldberg, Renald | |
| It' s a whole new education, | |
| I' m learning from you all the time. | |
| There' s no need for explanation, | |
| Your examples do just fine. | |
| I got an " A" in broken hearts, | |
| I got my degree in crying. | |
| You tell me it' s not fair that | |
| I' m so gone, | |
| Oh, I love you, but why' d you do me so wrong? | |
| And to think | |
| I sat there singing you a love song. | |
| I give you everything, | |
| All I get from you is your runaround. | |
| You don' t like these accusations, | |
| What I have seen with my own eyes. | |
| The compromising situations, | |
| While you walk around in your disguise. | |
| I aced the broken hearts, | |
| I got my degree in crying. | |
| You tell me it' s not fair that | |
| I' m so gone, | |
| Oh, I love you, but why' d you do me so wrong? | |
| And to think | |
| I sat there singing you a love song. | |
| I give you everything, | |
| All I get from you is your runaround. | |
| I aced the broken hearts, | |
| I got my degree in crying. | |
| You tell me it' s not fair that | |
| I' m so gone, | |
| Oh, I love you, but why' d you do me so wrong? | |
| And to think | |
| I sat there singing you a love song. | |
| I give you everything, | |
| All I get from you is your runaround. |