She said "Let's take a ride. Just step inside before we get older".
She's got eyes in the back of head. Looking side to side and over her shoulders.
Just tell me what you want to do. Maybe get some food and take in a movie.
She said "Let's dance 'till the world explodes and the 50 foot speakers reach overload".
She's got me asking around.
Tell me what you're running from, little runaway.
Pain is not thing that will catch up to you one day.
With one hand on the wheel, the other's feeling her coat.
A real gone girl, she's backing her bones up.
I said "Be careful the life you lead could be lonely, lonely".
Set your car in the eye of the storm.
Maybe nothing's wrong, just catch up to me.
She's got me asking around.
Tell me what you're running from, little runaway.
Pain is not thing that will catch up to you one day.