We played cards in the dark, she told me,
"I'd kill to see you outside in that dark, yep."
We drew a map in that same dirt, she says,
"I still hate to think that we could make it out, yep."
She's the girl that's always on,
She's the girl always on,
She'll keep you alone
For good, yep.
Our faces red from the dirt.
Our faces red from the dirt.
Our faces red from the dirt.
Our faces red from the dirt, yeah.
Our hands are cut from the wires.
Our hands cut from the wires.
Our hands cut from desires.
Our hands are cut from the wires, run.
We made it out that same day.
She ran, I tried to catch her
But she, she got away, yep.
She's the girl that's always on,
She's the girl always wrong,
She'll keep you alone
For good, yep.
Our faces red from the dirt.
Our faces red from the dirt.
Our faces red from the dirt.
Our faces red from the dirt, yeah.
Our hands are cut from the wires.
Our hands are cut from the wires.
Our hands cut from desires.
Are hands are cut from the wires, would.
Are hands cut from the wires. (Run)
This life is dust under tires. (Run)
It's just, it's just like the wires. (Run)
Run.
Our hands hands cut from the wires. (Run)
This life is dust under tires. (Run)
It's just, it's just like the wires.
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