terça-feira, 1 de abril de 2008

The One That Got Away

I've got my things packedMy favorite pillowGot my sleeping bagClimb out the windowAll the pictures and painI left behindAll the freedom and fameI've gotta findAnd I wonderHow long it'll take them to notice that I'm goneAnd I wonderHow far it'll take me
To run awayIt don't make any sense to meRun awayThis life makes no sense to meRun awayIt don't make any sense to meRun awayIt don't make any sense to me
I was just trying to be myselfHave it your way I'll meet you in hellIt's all these secrets that I shouldn't tell I've got to run awayIt's hypocritical of youDo as you say not as you doI'll never be your perfect girlI've got to run away
I'm too young to beTaken seriouslyBut I'm too old to believeAll this hypocrisyAnd I wonderHow long it'll take them to see my bed is madeAnd I wonderIf I was a mistake
I might have nowhere left to goBut I know that I cannot go homeThese words are strapped inside my headTell me to run before I'm deadChase the rainbows in my mindAnd I will try to stay aliveMaybe the world will know one dayWhy won't you help me run away
It don't make any sense to meRun awayThis life makes no sense to meRun away
I could sing for changeOn a Paris streetBe a red light dancerIn New OrleansI could start againTo the familyI could change my nameCome and go as I pleaseIn the dead of nightYou'll wonder where I've goneWasn't it youWasn't it youWasn't it you that made me run away
I was just trying to be myselfHave it your way I'll meet you in hellAll these secrets that I shouldn't tell I've got to run awayIt's hypocritical of youDo as you say not as you doNever be your perfect girlI've got to run awayIt don't make any sense to meRun awayThis life makes no sense to meRun awayIt don't make any sense to meRun awayIt don't make any sense to me
This life makes no sense to meIt don't make no sense to meIt don't make any sense to meLife don't make any sense to me 

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