It's been a long week, I've got a slow leak
In my left front tire.
I'm sick of where I work, my boss is such a jerk
Don't care if I get fired.
My backs about to break, no money in the bank
And she don't call me anymore
I'm down to my last ring
It's time to sell my things
And pack my bags, and never look back
Run a parallel line with the railroad tracks
And make my get away
I put the pedal to the metal as the sun goes down.
Leave everybody sleepin in this sleepy town tonight
And at the break of day
I'll be a runaway
A hundred miles in, I got a stupid grin
on my scruffy face.
With every cigarette, I'm burning my regrets
Don't want to leave a trace
And from the rear-view, I've got clear view
of who I used to be
A little bit faster now
Don't wanna turn around
Chorus
I'm gonna pack my bags, and never look back.
Run a parallel line with the railroad tracks
And make my get away
I put the pedal to the metal as the sun goes down.
Leave everybody sleepin in this sleepy town tonight
And at the break of day
I'll be a runaway (I'll be a runaway, I'll be a runaway)
I'll be a runaway (I'll be a runaway)
It's crazy I know, to count on this road
And give me what I need.
But with every state line, somehow I find
Another part of me yeaaah yeeeah
Chorus
I'm gonna pack my bags, and never look back.
Run a parallel line with the railroad tracks
And make my get away
I put the pedal to the metal as the sun goes down.
Leave everybody sleepin in this sleepy town tonight
And at the break of day
I'll be a runaway (I'll be a runaway, I'll be a runaway)
I'll be a runaway (I'll be a runaway)
I'll be a runaway
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