Running

There’s a gun in his hand But she don’t know ’cause she walked away A day spent by the bullet Just waiting for the pain To take his last breath Push and pull all the others But they can’t know the truth that’s at stake He don’t blame her Funny that you ask that If he could, he would too Now he’s running, running, running, running, running, running Now he’s running, running, running, running, running He’s running, running, running, running, running, running Fast as he can go There’s a gun to his head and a finger on the trigger He thinks about her Wonders if she feels the same Or she’s just too caught up in her new friends To give a fuck anyway He don’t blame her Finding love in somebody else Because if he could, he would too Now he’s running, running, running, running, running, running Now he’s running, running, running, running, running He’s running, running, running, running, running, running Fast as he can go There’s a gun to his head and a finger on the trigger Masculinity of society I don’t know what I’m supposed to be A nation divided Praying for change and hoping for answers Got no way otherwise Baby, I need to get over And I’m crying on my own again Somebody tell me what to do again Now he’s running, running, running, running, running, running Now he’s running, running, running, running, running He’s running, running, running, running, running, running Fast as he can go There’s a gun to his head and a finger on the trigger Now he’s running, running, running, running, running, running Now he’s running, running, running, running, running He’s running, running, running, running, running, running Fast as he can go There’s a gun to his head and a finger on the trigger