I don't wanna live here, but you try

You, you can try, try

And I run, I run, I run, it stops being fun

And I don't wanna drive fast with bottles on my trunk

I-I can't really run fast when both my legs were shrunk

I look and look around, I feel like I'm the only one

But it still looks okay

It sounds so good it's fake, just like everything I say

"It's too hard, can't do it, won't try to find a way"

I do a great job ignoring everything they say

But it doesn't feel that good sometimes

And I still don't know the reason why

I don't think I deserve it

(I think you can tell)

You're not a good person, but you're not alone

I hate when I get called, but I still love my phone

And I don't like you at all, that's just how it goes

I hope you're not mad, and if you are, then I'm not dealing with it (Run, run, run, and I run, I run, I run, run, run)

And I run, I run, I run (Run, run, run, run, run)

And I run, I run, I run (Running, running, running, running, running, running, running)

(It's not like, anything I say is gonna change it, but there's always more procrastinations to do)

(Running, running, running, running)

(Running, running, running, running)

(Running, running, running, running)

(Running, running, running, running)