You say that you're hurting from all the loves before
You've locked away your heart behind a steel door
You don't wanna hear about it
Talk about it
Or think about it
Well, who the hell really wants to?

I see the young lovers, they're walking in the park
They're holding hands and making plans
And kissing in the dark
Am I a true romantic?
Or am I just a fool?

Yea, you can run away
But I won't run no more

And when you're sick and tired of playing all the games
And now you realize that nothing's gonna change
You said you wanted less, but you really wanted more
There comes a time in life when you must finally tell yourself
I won't run no more

You say that you're hurting from all the loves before
You've locked away your heart behind a steel door
You don't wanna hear about it
Talk about it
Or think about it
Well, who the hell really wants to?

Yeah, you can run away
But I won't run no more

She said: You can run away, yeah
Like you did a thousand times before