Runaway
[Intro: Shane Told]
Look at you
Look at you
Look at you
Look at you

[Chorus: Shane Told]
And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been putting up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douche bags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away as fast as you can

[Verse 1: Shane Told]
She find pictures in my email
I sent this bitch a picture of my dick
I don't know what it is with females
But I'm not too good with that shit
See, I could have me a good girl
And still be addicted to them hood rats
And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that's what I'm good at
[Chorus: Shane Told]
And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been putting up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douche bags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away as fast as you can

[Bridge: Shane Told]
Run away from me, baby, run away
Run away from me, baby, run away
Doesn't have to get crazy, why can't she just run away
Baby, I got a plan
Run away as fast as you can

[Verse 2: Cam Hunter of Down With Webster]
Okay '24/7, 365 groupies stay on their grind
I, I, I get it, alright I’ll help you get it
But now that you’re here either leave or get with it
I’m not a chauvinist, this is just reality
You can’t afford guilt on a rock band salary
Mickey full of vodka, you’re looking like Mallory
Fuck counting money, you should stick to counting calories
Let me tell you this thing here is wearin' thin
Unless you’ve got a couple friends that want sharing in
Yesterday you were outside staring in
And now you’re here and next week you’ll be here for them
Every tour bus visit every laminate
Comes with expectations from that band you’re with
This is everyday business, so manage it
Or runaway now if your ass can’t handle it
[Verse 3: Shane Told]
Never was much of a romantic
I could never take the intimacy
And I know I did damage
Plus the look in your eyes is killing me
I guess you knew of an advantage
Because you could blame me for everything
And I don't know how I'm a manage
If one day you just up and leave

[Chorus: Shane Told]
And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been putting up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douche bags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away as fast as you can