It's been 6 hours since she left
Higher shoes on and a new black dress
Her favourite band was all sold out
She got a backstage pass somehow
I don't know what she craves or what she needs from me
Yeah, yeah she runs around, runs around on me
All over town, over town
Oh lord, she tortures me constantly and I lose sleep
She runs around on me
Alone, as I sit here by my phone
As the signal strength goes cold
I can't see her but I can guess
That she's not wearing her new black dress
I don't know what she craves or what she needs from me
Yeah, yeah she runs around, runs around on me
All over town, over town
Oh lord, she tortures me constantly and I lose sleep
She runs around on me
She runs around on me
I don't know what she craves or what she needs from me
Yeah, yeah she runs around, runs around on me
All over town, over town
She tortures me constantly
And runs around on me