Somehow in it for the chase

so I run away

I run like hell don't think

for a second that I wasn't prepared

Strange you never did do ask

why I always wore my winter coat

For times like these when

I'm forced out running in the snow

All I asked for was the naked truth

Was too much for you to handle

Was too much for me to ask

Every time that you fake a smile

Play the martyr in the play

Of the story about you and I

Some days everything is

red like roses without thorns

Loves me loves me not

soft petals slowly hit the floor

Are we supposed to spit it out

until there's nothing left to break

It's over now this is the end

and you better understand

Are we supposed to spit it out

Until there's nothing left to break