Song | You'd Rather Run |
Artist | Jaymay |
Album | Autumn Fallin' |
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run yr fingers through yr hair, let's pick up from where we left off | |
call all your friends, announce the new victory | |
once u were sweet to me-- knock it off | |
the music doesn't move you, doesn't soothe you, doesn't prove youre worth a dime | |
you work round the clock, watch it tick and tock, but this isn't your time | |
move over son, it's my turn to shine | |
was there ever a moment, one small slice in history when i took you seriously? | |
when your belt and your shoes did not announce your poor taste so fearlessly? | |
cause that's news to me. | |
and u can forget it, i get it, i just dont let it get to me | |
i regret to inform i do not fret or mourn the way things used to be | |
it's all in the past now, it's all gone | |
and the only way into the sun is walking, but youd rather run | |
youd rather run . . . away | |
the songs he writes are for "dad" the true love lost 'fore he ever had | |
if stories begun "if father loved son" we wouldn't be feelin so bad | |
but doesn't everyone? | |
and it's not that i hate you i never loved u enough to hate you | |
to get even or mad so as not to seem sad just seems ungrateful | |
cause really i am thankful im sad | |
maybe we're the same unabashed and unashamed then again i dunno where u came from | |
you keep carvin out names - first jamie then james and i cant keep up to restrain u | |
how come? | |
we two came together for worst and for better it's true | |
and the weather is clever but she's not the only one getting over you | |
. . . it's me too | |
and the only way into the sun is walking, but youd rather run | |
youd rather run away | |
my god, it's no fun to watch u play dumb with yr ugly hand on her thigh | |
and she's nervous too but politeness eschews the impulse to finger deny | |
plus yr girlfriends a spy | |
and what would she think to look up from her drink and find you | |
in your sad little vest tryin hard to undress the girls you sat down next to | |
shell think nothing-- she'll be thinking of u | |
im glad i dont know the places you go, im glad for u and for them | |
let's be discreet if we are to meet on Ludlow ever again | |
dont mention Ben | |
it's funny what u miss, it's funny what u don't | |
ive thought it all through, the potential to fondly reminisce is this: | |
i wont | |
and the only way into the sun is walking, but youd rather run | |
youd rather run away | |
don't say we got along, that's remarkably wrong, it doesn't suggest or imply | |
the thing about us u dont dare discuss | |
we never got along famously we just tried | |
i tried to be good, i tried to be gracious and kind | |
but working with u has done nothing but prove a total waste of time | |
cause the real curse is yr mind | |
sometimes at night i stare at the ceiling and wonder what's wrong with me | |
to involve myself with people who don't know what my | |
true feeling might possibly be | |
who latch onto my strength like it's all they've got | |
it takes all of my strengths and i go through such lengths to show them it is not | |
what they think they are stealing | |
and the only way into the sun is walking, but youd rather run | |
youd rather run away | |
yes, the only way into the sun is walking, but youd rather run | |
youd rather run . . . away |
run yr fingers through yr hair, let' s pick up from where we left off | |
call all your friends, announce the new victory | |
once u were sweet to me knock it off | |
the music doesn' t move you, doesn' t soothe you, doesn' t prove youre worth a dime | |
you work round the clock, watch it tick and tock, but this isn' t your time | |
move over son, it' s my turn to shine | |
was there ever a moment, one small slice in history when i took you seriously? | |
when your belt and your shoes did not announce your poor taste so fearlessly? | |
cause that' s news to me. | |
and u can forget it, i get it, i just dont let it get to me | |
i regret to inform i do not fret or mourn the way things used to be | |
it' s all in the past now, it' s all gone | |
and the only way into the sun is walking, but youd rather run | |
youd rather run . . . away | |
the songs he writes are for " dad" the true love lost ' fore he ever had | |
if stories begun " if father loved son" we wouldn' t be feelin so bad | |
but doesn' t everyone? | |
and it' s not that i hate you i never loved u enough to hate you | |
to get even or mad so as not to seem sad just seems ungrateful | |
cause really i am thankful im sad | |
maybe we' re the same unabashed and unashamed then again i dunno where u came from | |
you keep carvin out names first jamie then james and i cant keep up to restrain u | |
how come? | |
we two came together for worst and for better it' s true | |
and the weather is clever but she' s not the only one getting over you | |
. . . it' s me too | |
and the only way into the sun is walking, but youd rather run | |
youd rather run away | |
my god, it' s no fun to watch u play dumb with yr ugly hand on her thigh | |
and she' s nervous too but politeness eschews the impulse to finger deny | |
plus yr girlfriends a spy | |
and what would she think to look up from her drink and find you | |
in your sad little vest tryin hard to undress the girls you sat down next to | |
shell think nothing she' ll be thinking of u | |
im glad i dont know the places you go, im glad for u and for them | |
let' s be discreet if we are to meet on Ludlow ever again | |
dont mention Ben | |
it' s funny what u miss, it' s funny what u don' t | |
ive thought it all through, the potential to fondly reminisce is this: | |
i wont | |
and the only way into the sun is walking, but youd rather run | |
youd rather run away | |
don' t say we got along, that' s remarkably wrong, it doesn' t suggest or imply | |
the thing about us u dont dare discuss | |
we never got along famously we just tried | |
i tried to be good, i tried to be gracious and kind | |
but working with u has done nothing but prove a total waste of time | |
cause the real curse is yr mind | |
sometimes at night i stare at the ceiling and wonder what' s wrong with me | |
to involve myself with people who don' t know what my | |
true feeling might possibly be | |
who latch onto my strength like it' s all they' ve got | |
it takes all of my strengths and i go through such lengths to show them it is not | |
what they think they are stealing | |
and the only way into the sun is walking, but youd rather run | |
youd rather run away | |
yes, the only way into the sun is walking, but youd rather run | |
youd rather run . . . away |
run yr fingers through yr hair, let' s pick up from where we left off | |
call all your friends, announce the new victory | |
once u were sweet to me knock it off | |
the music doesn' t move you, doesn' t soothe you, doesn' t prove youre worth a dime | |
you work round the clock, watch it tick and tock, but this isn' t your time | |
move over son, it' s my turn to shine | |
was there ever a moment, one small slice in history when i took you seriously? | |
when your belt and your shoes did not announce your poor taste so fearlessly? | |
cause that' s news to me. | |
and u can forget it, i get it, i just dont let it get to me | |
i regret to inform i do not fret or mourn the way things used to be | |
it' s all in the past now, it' s all gone | |
and the only way into the sun is walking, but youd rather run | |
youd rather run . . . away | |
the songs he writes are for " dad" the true love lost ' fore he ever had | |
if stories begun " if father loved son" we wouldn' t be feelin so bad | |
but doesn' t everyone? | |
and it' s not that i hate you i never loved u enough to hate you | |
to get even or mad so as not to seem sad just seems ungrateful | |
cause really i am thankful im sad | |
maybe we' re the same unabashed and unashamed then again i dunno where u came from | |
you keep carvin out names first jamie then james and i cant keep up to restrain u | |
how come? | |
we two came together for worst and for better it' s true | |
and the weather is clever but she' s not the only one getting over you | |
. . . it' s me too | |
and the only way into the sun is walking, but youd rather run | |
youd rather run away | |
my god, it' s no fun to watch u play dumb with yr ugly hand on her thigh | |
and she' s nervous too but politeness eschews the impulse to finger deny | |
plus yr girlfriends a spy | |
and what would she think to look up from her drink and find you | |
in your sad little vest tryin hard to undress the girls you sat down next to | |
shell think nothing she' ll be thinking of u | |
im glad i dont know the places you go, im glad for u and for them | |
let' s be discreet if we are to meet on Ludlow ever again | |
dont mention Ben | |
it' s funny what u miss, it' s funny what u don' t | |
ive thought it all through, the potential to fondly reminisce is this: | |
i wont | |
and the only way into the sun is walking, but youd rather run | |
youd rather run away | |
don' t say we got along, that' s remarkably wrong, it doesn' t suggest or imply | |
the thing about us u dont dare discuss | |
we never got along famously we just tried | |
i tried to be good, i tried to be gracious and kind | |
but working with u has done nothing but prove a total waste of time | |
cause the real curse is yr mind | |
sometimes at night i stare at the ceiling and wonder what' s wrong with me | |
to involve myself with people who don' t know what my | |
true feeling might possibly be | |
who latch onto my strength like it' s all they' ve got | |
it takes all of my strengths and i go through such lengths to show them it is not | |
what they think they are stealing | |
and the only way into the sun is walking, but youd rather run | |
youd rather run away | |
yes, the only way into the sun is walking, but youd rather run | |
youd rather run . . . away |