| We know most people they get tiresome | |
| We gotta find a way to get around them. | |
| The open road it ain't my home | |
| But when you're close everyone else looks lonesome. | |
| Let's hitch a ride to somewhere stark where the law won't recognize your face. | |
| I'll hold you close, we'll find new names and then forget why we are running. | |
| Tell me.We're in this together. | |
| Relax.I won't let them near you. | |
| I heard they got a sun of gold that shines down on | |
| Mexico.When we get there all tired and broke | |
| We'll leave the | |
| Camaro in the desert. | |
| If we get caught | |
| I wouldn't turn you in, | |
| I would pretend like | |
| I don't know you, if | |
| I had to.It'd break my heart but if | |
| I knew you got away it'd give me peace of mind. | |
| Till the day | |
| I died.Tell me. | |
| We're in this together. | |
| Relax.I won't let them near you. | |
| But I awoke to blaring sirens so | |
| I covered you with my jacket. | |
| They bound my hands with metal bands but | |
| I screamed to be distracting. | |
| I drove away in their back seat, | |
| Saw your crying eyes behind the tumble weeds. | |
| When I get out, | |
| I'll come to find you, cause you're my other half. | |
| I never told you that, never told you that. | |
| Tell me.We're in this together. | |
| Relax.I won't let them near you |