It's been a long week
I've got a slow leak in my left front tire
I'm sick of where I work
My boss is such a jerk, don't care if I get fired
My bag's about to break
No money in the bank and she don't call me anymore
I'm down to my last drink
It's time to sell my things
And pack my bag and never look back
Run a parallel line with the railroad tracks ohh
And make my getaway
Put the pedal to the medal as the sun goes down
Leave everybody sleeping in this sleepy town tonight
At the break of day... I'll be a runaway (be a runaway, be a runaway)
A hundred miles in I got a stupid grin on my scruffly face
With every cigarette I'm burnin' my regret Don't wanna leave a trace
And from the rearview I've got a clear view of who I used to be
A little bit faster now don't wanna turn around
I'm gonna pack my bags and never look back
Run a parallel with the railroad tracks ohh And make my getaway
I'll put the pedal to the metal as the sun goes down leave everybody sleeping in this sleepy town tonight(ohh)
At the break of day I'll be a runaway (be a runaway, be a runaway) I'll be a runaway, I'll be a runaway be a runaway)
It's crazy I know to count on this road to give me what I need
but with every state line
somehow I find another part of me yeah yeah
(instrumental)
I'm gonna pack my bags and never look back
Run a parallel line with the railroad tracks ohh
And make my getaway
I'll put the pedal to the metal as the sun goes down
Leave everybody sleeping in this sleepy town tonight ohh
And at the break of day I'll be a runaway