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Dia on her Blogspot:
“I was sitting with a friend one night, talking about first loves. I rambled on…Yeah, my first love was my boyfriend in high school. We had our first kiss on a hammock outside. He called me, "My sweet,” because that’s what they say in Hemingway novels. Etc. Etc. (That real...
[Verse 1]
Looking back on younger days, the time has passed
And nothing stays the same
Hey hey hey hey!
She was such a pretty girl, with glowing eyes and yellow curls
Hey hey hey hey!
Stars are in a summer night
She's wishing that they'd fall down through the atmosphere
For a souvenir
She's waiting for her Superman, her Neverland
'Cause he can show the way
Hey hey hey hey!
[Pre-Chorus]
Where's her missing piece
Her mind's been chasing, chasing?
[Chorus]
A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade
You better run away, run away, run away
Either way, you're screwed, there's nothing you can do
You better run away, run away, run away
[Verse 2]
She's tellin' tales through telephone
That make you cry, chill to the bone
Hey hey hey hey!
It's lock and key, electrified
Hide and seek from dirty eyes
Hey hey hey hey!
Driving in the rain to somewhere far
But they've got tattoos stamped upon their arms, of her name in hearts
She doesn't understand that love is what you give, not given up
Hey hey hey hey!
[Pre-Chorus]
Where's her missing piece
Her mind's been chasing, chasing?
[Chorus]
A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade
You better run away, run away, run away
Either way, you're screwed, there's nothing you can do
No matter what you say, what you say, what you say
[Bridge]
Yeah, you better not sleep, because she's waiting, waiting
She knows all about you; you're in her aim
[Chorus]
A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade
You better run away, run away, run away
Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do
You better run away, run away, run away
A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade
You better run away, run away, run away
Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do
No matter what you say, what you say, what you say
Walk Away was written by Fransisca Hall & Jimmy Harry & Dia Frampton.
Walk Away was produced by Ian Kirkpatrick.
Dia Frampton released Walk Away on Tue Sep 06 2011.