Everytime I get into a relationship,
For that moment,
I've always wanted to run away,
Far far away,
In hopes of my man chasing me,
Wanting me back.
This time something was different,
I didn't want to run away,
Because I know,
It wouldn't make a difference
Whether I was there or not,
In your eyes, I was just an object.
Even an escape from reality doesn't work,
How can anything else?
