Runaways

Eyes closed

Dirt on our clothes

Will we ever fill the empty space

So sweet

Blood in our teeth

Whats a matter with the games we play

We wake up in the morning

Singing this is the end

Real life is boring

So we dance with the dead

They say we're cold blooded

Like we're blue in the face

Will we ever get out of this place?

And runaway

Tear up our shoes

Out in the blue

Far away

Out in the streets

We'll always be

Runaways

Cheap thrills

Coffee and pills

Help us keep the day away

Bruised knees

Grass stained jeans

Creeping through the alley ways

We wake up in the morning

Singing this is the end

Real life is boring

So we dance with the dead

They say we're cold blooded

Like we're blue in the face

Will we ever get out of this place?

And runaway

Tear up our shoes

Out in the blue

Far away

Out in the streets

We'll always be

Runaways

All these things

All these things

They dont scare me none

All these things

All these things

They dont scare me

We wake up in the morning

Singing this is the end

Real life is boring

So we dance with the dead

They say we're cold blooded

Like we're blue in the face

Will we ever get out of this place?

And runaway

Tear up our shoes

Out in the blue

Far away

Out in the streets

We'll always be

Runaways