I'm Sorry

The world is made of fools and liars

They say

I'm neither one thing or the other

My friend

I'm on the road

I'm on the run

Greedy and unfulfilled

I chase the sun

I run away (baby, run away, baby, run away)

Baby, run away (no matter what they say

(No matter what they say)

The wind may dry your tears (baby, run away)

(Baby, run away)

(No matter what they say)

I am sorry

The neon lights

Shall make you blind

But in the darkest alleys

You might find

A shortcut to glory

You gonna fly so high

Synthetic spasms of joy

A shot up to the sky

Oh, yeah (baby, run away, baby, run away)

Baby, run away (no matter what they say

(No matter what they say)

The wind may dry your tears (baby, run away)

(Baby, run away)

(No matter what they say)

I am sorry

Love is now a rotten asset

On sale

In data sheets of profit and losses

Unveiled (unveiled)

A smoking gun

Another tear hits the floor

In a classroom

Or a liquor store

You better run away

Baby run away

Time is a healer

But is a killer too

I've done the best I could

And now it’s up to you

I was just a man

Making my own way

Now I'm one of them

You better run away

Uhhhh

The wind may dry your tears