Run

Tell me I'm your fantasy
And I'll tell you a lie
Honey, come sit next to me
Tell your life goodbye

I'll tell you a pretty thing
Something that you like
In daydreams, you hear me sing
Don't you wanna die?

Smack me, bite me, go do the things you like
Fight me, cry, please, I know you're not the type
Smack me, bite me, go do the things you like
You don't need pity, it happens all the time

She tells me her deepest fears
But I never cry
She begs me to shed a tear
But I never try

I'm not what you need
I need room to breathe
But, baby, we more than that, you know
Love, do you want me back? No

Smack me, bite me, go do the things you like
Fight me, cry, please, I know you're not the type
Smack me, bite me, go do the things you like
You don't need pity, it happens all the time



Credits
Writer(s): Miranda Coffill
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