Runaway

Graffiti decorations 

Under a sky of dust 

A constant wave of tension 

On top of broken trust 

The lessons that you taught me 

I learned were never true 

Now I find myself in question 

(They point the finger at me again) 

Guilty by association 

(You point the finger at me again) 

I wanna run away 

Never say goodbye 

I wanna know the true

Instead of wondering why 

I wanna know the answers 

No more lies 

I wanna shut the door 

And open up my mind