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Got lost in the corridor
Taste of bourbon in the air
Drove up through the canyons
Thought I'd find some magic there
Though the ocean waves crash on my face
In the Gulf of Mexico
Don't matter where I am
You're everywhere I go

I've got a full tank of gas
But my hearts on empty
Windows down, radio loud
But I just wanna scream
I keep trying to find a place
Where I won't find your ghost
But I keep running, I keep running
Running out of road

Hungover in Charleston
You were pounding in my head
I met a guy in Brooklyn
But I felt you in his bed
I pray to God, I curse your name
But nothing's worked so far
Don't matter where I am
'Cause baby there you are

I've got a full tank of gas
But my hearts on empty
Windows down, radio loud
But I just wanna scream
I keep trying to find a place
Where I won't find your ghost
But I keep running, I keep running
Running out of road

In my dreams, in my thoughts
In my veins, in my soul
In the sky, in the ground
No, you won't let me go
Every turn that I take
Hell I see your face
I can't escape it
I can't escape you

I've got a full tank of gas
But my hearts on empty
Windows down, radio loud
But I just wanna scream
I keep trying to find a place
Where I won't find your ghost
But I keep running, I keep running
I keep running, I keep running

Running out of road
Running out of road
I keep running
Running out of road
I keep running
Running out of road
Running out of road
I keep running
Running out of road
Running out of road
Running out of road
I keep running
Running out of road
Running out of road
Running out of road

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