I know my place
I watch TV and it's in my face
I'd buy a gun
But now, who do you shoot when no side can be won?
Who can I tell
I know your daughter oh so well
Where is the trust?
I think my girl sleeps with more than one

I sit in the backseat never
Tell me what is your car
When you're old and you think you're clever
And life tells you're something you're not

Run to her
I run to her, run to her

Across the sky
Trace of fire lights my bloodshot eyes
A subtle speech
Into the crowd and to all the streets
It's hard to hear
A lack of sleep and the cracks appear
It's hard to tell who wants you dead
And who wants you hurt

I sit in the backseat never
Tell me what is your car
When you're old and you think you're clever
And life tells you're something you're not

Run to her
I run to her, run to her
I run to her

But every night I sit alone is one more time
When she should be with me
And what it is is something I don't know
But I know what I want to be

Run to her
I run to her, run to her
I run to her, run to her
Oh oh oh, oh-oh...