Texty: Deer Tick. 20 Miles.

Raindrops like bullets on my fragile skin
And the securities I've had are creeping within
Now I'm 20 miles outside of the place that you live
And I need one more chance now that time's running thin

Well you are the things that make up my dreams
And I've spent every dime that jingles in my jeans
I deserve every stone that's thrown out at me
And I think of your smile, I'm in love with your teeth

I'm losin' when I am not playin' no games
Now, would you take me back when I gamble my pain?
I've got no direction without her little fingers
Barbed wire, razor wire, nothing keeps me from her

Now if I had no boots, I'd trek through the mud
While mosquitos are racing to draw the first blood
If you're runnin' away, then I'm lookin' for you
And if you've lost your way, I'm seein' you through.
If you're runnin' away, then I'm lookin' for you
And if you've lost your way, I'm seein' you through.

If you're runnin' away, then I'm lookin' for you
And if you've lost your way, I'm seein' you through.
If you're runnin' away, then I'm lookin' for you
And if you've lost your way, I'm seein' you through.

If you're runnin' away, then I'm lookin' for you
And if you've lost your way, I'm seein' you through.