You better run boy Ain't got much time Left on your side I feel like I've been wasting All my time I can't pretend That I am anything Twist your hips Your cigarettes Your eyes rolled In the back of your head You cut me Down and saved Me from myself I can't pretend That I am anything Can you stay Til' the end I'm okay Better Known Here's a mouthful you can get There's a spot inside my Chest I never thought that I'd Find another one Like you In the end