Keep On Running
I see how you work.
You’ll only sit for so long, then you’ll run to the nearest.
Whomever will take you so you don’t have to put up with me.
It’s almost like I’m some kind of monster.
You’ve never been treated so great in your life.
Still continue to treat you great, no reason not to.
Ninety percent of the time when you leave you trip over your own feet.
I can’t help but laugh that you look at me as fucking evil.
Makes me wonder what you tell your friends.
No doubt they would believe you too. You always kept them hidden.
I bet you’ve been doing it all this time, as your own personal diary.
Be able to talk trash about me, act like I’m the worse.
But yet talk bible verses around me, saying how great I am.
Telling me I’ve treated you better than everyone else.
Makes me think if you did the same with all your past.
I can’t help but wonder about you.
I can see it in your eyes that you want to run.
At one point in time I would have tried to stop you.
Right now I would hold the door and help you pack the car.
If you really want to get away from me that bad.
It makes me sad really.
How quickly you’ve changed in such a short time.
Is this the real you that you’ve been hiding.
Since you tell me now that your never happy.
Your life’s goal is to make others happy since you don’t know how to make yourself.
Happy, I think that’s a lie. I think you’ve just been too busy running.
Trying to hide from your past, hoping it doesn’t catch up.
For people to lift the curtain and see what your really like.
I know I’m not a stage show, this is no act.
This nice guy, it’s who I am to everyone.
Sorry to make you think it’s fictious
Making you think it’s all aimed in your direction.
I don’t have a questionable past that I hide from.
Hopefully one day you’ll find out what your running from.
But I know the answer is you.