You say that you're hurting from all the loves before
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You've locked away your heart behind a steel door
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You don't wanna hear about it
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Talk about it
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Or think about it
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Well, who the hell really wants to?
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I see the young lovers, they're walking in the park
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They're holding hands and making plans
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And kissing in the dark
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Am I a true romantic?
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Or am I just a fool?
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Yea, you can run away
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But I won't run no more
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[x2]
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And when you're sick and tired of playing all the games
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And now you realize that nothing's gonna change
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You said you wanted less, but you really wanted more
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There comes a time in life when you must finally tell yourself
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I won't run no more
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You say that you're hurting from all the loves before
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You've locked away your heart behind a steel door
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You don't wanna hear about it
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Talk about it
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Or think about it
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Well, who the hell really wants to?
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Yea, you can run away
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But I won't run no more
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[x2]
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She said, a¢æ©«You can run away, yea
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Like you did a thousand times beforea¢æ?
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I Won't Run No More
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| Social Distortion |
