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