You better run while you still can,
and I cannot be trusted with your heart.
Come from a long line of lovers
That ain't one girl, it's another
Better put this to bed before it starts
Bite my lip, shut my mouth
If you go north, baby, I'll go south
You don't put some space between
don't put the blame on me
You better run while you still can
And I cannot be trusted with your heart
Get it, I like your shoes,
I like your choice on your goodbyes.
I like the way you fix your hair,
I like the perfume that you wear.
I think I'm gonna kiss you, baby.
You better run while you still can.
Come from a long line of lovers,
it ain't one girl hits another
Better put this to bed before it starts
You better run while you still can
Come from a long line of lovers,
it ain't one girl, it's another,
let her put this to bed before it starts.