A breakdown, baby

Now you're running away

You're screaming all these things

That you know you didn't wanna say

But you can't take 'em back

You can't take it back

Sit tight now

But you're grabbin' your phone

And daddy's wallet, too

You need some money?

You can live alone

And all I need is one more night just to...

37 dollars for a Greyhound ticket to New, New York

But where's your heart tonight?

This your getaway

Don't let me stand in the way

I've got so much to say to you tonight

But this is this your getaway

Don't let me stand in the way

I've got so much to say to you tonight

To you tonight

You got the Chucks and your sneakers

The ripped-up jeans

Black and white striped shirt

You wear so you can make a scene

So you can make a scene

If everybody wants to know where you go

Who you know

And how you make this getaway fullblown

Now all I need is one more night with you

37 dollars for a Greyhound ticket to New, New York

But where's your heart tonight?

This your getaway

Don't let me stand in the way

I've got so much to say to you tonight

But this is this your getaway

Don't let me stand in the way

I've got so much to say to you tonight

So I'll try to understand

But I just can't take

The pressure and the pain of being away

And my God, it's just so hard to separate

All the stress from everyday from me and you

From me and you

This is a breakdown, baby

Now you're running away

You're screaming all these things

That you know you didn't wanna say

This your getaway

Don't let me stand in the way

I've got so much to say to you tonight

But this is this your getaway

Don't let me stand in the way

I've got so much to say to you tonight

To you tonight

To you tonight

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