My mama always said you will be abused, alright You are standing on a mountain with your head in clouds at night My baby's got a girl and I don't know how, oh no Freedom is nothing but a chance to be alright Baby I am tired of running I have got my clown shoes on me Baby I am tired of running Come back to me My only holiday is to hide away inside A guilty conscience feeds on a healthy mind at night My girlfriends got a girl and I'm falling down, oh no Freedom is nothing but a chance to be alright Baby I am tired of running I have got my clown shoes on me Baby I am tired of running Come back to me