So you want to be

Running away from all you see

Have I met you before this time

Am I out of whack? Am I out of mind?

So I go, Running away from...

Tell me secrets, tell me lies

Make me hate you

Make me want to despise

You are a dynamo

Feel to pale, feel to youth

Unable to shout over prostitute

Have I found this before this time

Am I out of whack? Am I out of mind?

So I go, Running away from...

Tell me secrets, tell me lies

Make me hate you

Make me want to despise

You are a dynamo

Tell me secrets, tell me lies

Make me hate you

Make me want to despise

You are a dynamo