run run run!

you make me nervous when I see you
I can't imagine what it's like to be you.
it's a mystery to me every day
and I've got to get away

your lips are trying to say
but something i cannot hear
at such a lovely time of this year
i'm sorry I've got to get away

i know you got your reasons
i don't doubt what's on your table
we'll always want what we can't bite
neither can we run nor hide

memories seep from my pain
now tell if i still have to try
i'm too a broken to even cry
so sorry I've got to get away