[Intro: Wordsworth]

How long you plan to run

When the road ends, you can't turn back and go the other way

That's not a solution, that's only refusin'

Now you trapped yourself in more sides in everyway



[Chorus: Wordsworth]

So where you gonna run now?

Nobody makes it alone so

Where you gonna run now?

No more places to hide so

Where you gonna run now?

No more places to stay so

Where you gonna run now?

Eventually you get caught



[Verse 1: Wordsworth]

Troublemaker in her teens, either love or hate her

Seeks attention make a scene wherever her mother takes her

Curses her out, attitude worse then her mouth

Used to work in the south, 'til her aunt there kicked her out

Raising hell, acts invincible, yell back and spit at you

Held back in middle school, expelled, splapped the principal

Wilding out, nothing to be wild about

When her mom keeps her up to date with every style that's out

Long Island house, got her own room

Behave and save, a crib and care, she'll have her own soon

But shes very unappreciative gives all the credit to her dad

But the secret is her mom made him keep the kid

Doesn't go to school, just another truant case

Trespassed at a high school and slashed a students face

Can't go home police waiting

Tries to run away from her problems but they keep chasing



[Chorus: Wordsworth]



[Verse 2: Wordsworth]

Pops up on her pops porch

"My little girl came to see me, man it's been a while" that's what her pops thought

Scot-free at her pop's crib

Thought her mom was being cruel

thought her father had no set of rules, but he got his

Chores, mop the floors, then scrub the walls

After 8: 00 no noise, phone calls, no boys

Mow the lawn, wash the car and dishes, clean the kitchen

Wake up, we excercise, your curfew's at 9: 00

Was gonna teach her how to drive, couldn't wait 'till her father arrvied

And mischeif only keeps her occupied

Takes the keys while he went golfing, drove but not often

The store wasn't that far she could've just walked it

Foot slips of the gas, but to avoid the crash

Hits a woman coming out of Pathmark carrying bags

Hit and ran, felt she was driving safe

A customer inside the gate of the parking lot got the license plate

Parks it back in the garage, paint scratched, try to match it on the car

With nail polish so the accident was solved

Cops drove up asking, "Sir, do you own a Maxima"

She was gone before they thought of asking her



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[Breakdown]

Calls her aunt upstate with the estate and the house that's by the lake

She said "I don't want that drama down here"

Calls her ex boyfriend that moved in Portland, Oregon to get away

He said "I don't want that drama down here"

Calls her cousin in Miami but the family called there before she did

They said "We don't want that drama down here"

Last call to her uncle but he's unaware

He said "Why don't you call your mom and dad"

She's like "Yeah, great idea"



[Verse 3: Wordsworth]

Whole city looking for her

Things escalated since the slashing and the hit and run in Brooklyn where they saw her

Changed her hairstyle, now in Staten Isle

Because she knows her grandma would never give up her grandchild

Blind in one eye barely could see who it was

Family always say they'll visit but nobody does

Through the screen door recognized, boy she was surprised

Lonely, seen it in her eyes as she rushed her inside

"Does your mom know that your here" but really didn't care

So delighted to see her, catching up on things, trying to feed her

Ran out of sugar, "I'll go to the store for you"

Hands her the purse but not without going in it first

Opens the door, cops ambush from the trees

With rifles wedged in her temple yelling "Freeze!"