No backpack on You swing the front door open Your leather jacket on With the angled zipper I have a love for you The kind that burns too quickly The kind that fills the margins up But I don't want to run with you I don't want to run with you When there's someone you're devoted to You're always living with a trap door under you I could pack my life into the Honda Leave you upstairs and drive by under ♪ But I don't want to run from you ♪ I don't want to run from you ♪ I don't want to run from you I don't want to run from you When there's no one you're afraid to lose, you lose Yeah