Playing her part,
changing my lines
Does she know how it feels to feel one step behind?
One word behind, and I can't seem to find
the reason I feel like she can't find the time
So I take the pain for her heart's sake,
and she takes the fame while my heart breaks,
and I keep taking the blame for her mistakes,
and she ran away with my password
How the fuck does this thing work?
It unties the knots in my stomach,
just to tie them around my throat
She ties her arms around my throat
She ran away with my password
If you wonder how,don't even ask her how
She has gone
Runaway