i hear i hear you were a bell
i rang you on the way home
in case you came down from your height
i'd like to measure your style
run away run away in the morning
run away run away in the morning
run away from a life that bores you
run away run away run away
you are a trial of heart and shoes
i'm in your fanclub, you hurt yourself
when will the charade end
when will the charade end
when will your charade end
when will your charade end
run away run away in the morning
run away run away in the morning
run away from a life that bores you
run away run away run away
a whole species with a collective whine
just dying to kill themselves
whoa whoa whoas and shit.
