I always said she was a runner,   And running through the fields,   I put a gun, I put a gun to her,   With the force she came to kneel,   And as she screams and in her own blood,   I said sympathy for you,   I'll never have, I'll never have none,   Its time you told the truth,   And I left the gun beside her,   And running in the nights,   I run for land, I ran for safety,   For new places and new sight,   Always said she was a runner  And I thought I knew her well.   I never thought I was a runner,   and I thought I knew her well.     You should have died that very night,   Good job for you I wasn't born a killer,   you took my life, and I took my flight,   Good job for you I wasn't born a killer.     I always knew her as a baker,   But something I knew not,   is That when I tried to take her,   There was something Ides forgot,   For I knew I couldn't keep her,   And running out of time,   I tried so hard, I tried to cheat her,   She was a running in her prime,   So I thought about my choices,   And chose to drop the gun,   And amongst the screaming voices,   Something told me I should run.   I never thought I was a runner,   and I thought I knew her well.   I never thought I was a runner,   and I thought I knew her well.     You should have died that very night,   Good job for you I wasn't born a killer,   you took my life, and I took my flight,   Good job for you I wasn't born a killer.     There is so much to remember,   But there is more to forget,   I isn't seen you since December,   I'm surprised we haven't met,   and In the Depths of the Silly Isles,   I heard you reside, and in the depths of my mind,   I can still see your eyes