The Runner

Hard times as we go We know what times will change I talked to Jesus Jesus says I'm okay Pushing and jumping Jumping the mountain range And in a railroad Railroad from hell to Maine While she says she's on her own I'll be pacing on the phone Taking numbers, taking blame Awful sick and tired of the gang She comes from nothing Hoping for a taste of fame She's got a birthmark A birthmark the shape of Maine While she says she's on her own I'll be pacing on the phone Taking numbers, taking blame Awful sick and tired of the gang And it's cold And it's cold And it's cold when you're near Cold when you're near any bottle Cold and it's cold And it's cold when you're near Cold when you're near any bottle Hard times as we go We know where times will change I talk to Jesus Jesus everyday Hard times as we go