Who's gonna love you
when noone is paid to?
When it's nobody's job to do,
whos gonna love you?
Everything's clumsy,
like a summer movie
Yea, maybe you'll pull through,
but who's gonna love you?

You think that you could run away,
and everything will be okay
You think you've got it all worked out,
I think I've figured you

You want it, you got it,
but you can stay on it
You love it, you need it,
you never believe it
You could run away
I think the problem's you

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

When nothin is equal,
and your life is a sequel
A second hand story,
devoid of the glory
Admissions are frozen,
your charity's stolen
You never were chosen,
we went through the motions

You think that you could run away,
and everything will be okay
You think you've got it all worked out,
I think I've figured you

You want it, you got it,
but you can stay on it
You love it, you need it,
you never believe it
You could run away
I think the problem's you

Yeah
Yeah
Yeaaaaaaah