I know my place   I watch TV and it's in my face   I'd buy a gun   But now   Who do you shoot when no side can be won?   Who can I tell?   I know your daughter   Oh so well   Where is the trust?   I think my girl sleeps with more than one      I sit in the backseat never   Tell me what is your car   When you're old and you think you're clever   And life tells you're something you're not      Run to her   I run to her, run to her      Across the sky   Trace of fire lights my bloodshot eyes   A subtle speech   Into the crowd and to all the streets   It's hard to hear   A lack of sleep and the cracks appear   It's hard to tell who wants you dead   And who wants you hurt      I sit in the backseat never   Tell me what is your car   When you're old and you think you're clever   And life tells you're something you're not      Run to her   I run to her, run to her   I run to her      But every night I sit alone is one more time   When she should be with me   And what it is is something I don't know   But I know what I want to be      Run to her   I run to her, run to her   I run to her, run to her   Oh oh oh, oh-oh...