Running

Telephone rings by the Maker's Mark

For it to be you would be a shot in the dark

So I ain't picking up

I pour another cup

Well I pray every night I don't dream of you

But when I do, it ain't nothing new

The cold hard truth

It's me missing you

Sometimes when I see you it brings back the leaving

This feeling I'm feeling is some kind of weakness

I need a different view

Well there ain't nothing I can do

But just keep running running running

'Cause you keep running, running, running through my head

Running through my head

Well I just keep on running running running

'Cause you keep running running running through my head

Running through my head

Keep keeping on, ain't no problem with me, preach

The wine in the spot you thought I would be, breathe

It ain't no problem with me

'Cause the bottom of this bottle, it ain't bothering me

Scrolling my phone until your name pops up

I shouldn't call tonight but I've drank enough

Maybe we can break them rules

Make love like we used to do

Well, I wonder what would happen if I made the call

Would I be better off

Or just as lost as the day you walked away

You swore I would never change

Sometimes when I see you it brings back the leaving

This feeling I'm feeling is some kind of weakness

I need a different view

Well there ain't nothing I can do

But just keep running running running

'Cause you keep running running running through my head

Running through my head

Well I just keep on running running running

'Cause you keep running running running through my head

Running through my head

Running through my head

Telephone rings by the Maker's Mark

For it to be you would be a shot in the dark

So I ain't picking up

I pour another cup

And just keep running