Texty: Take Cover. Escape Artist.

So wake up. You're not the only one, looking for yourself. Girl you know I gotta run. I hate to leave this way, but you know that I am trying.
I'm an Escape Artist and I can't get away from it.(Does it hurt when I say it doesn't?)
No one can catch me.
She always said that I was the one she could count on. (She can count on me)
But my heads no good with numbers and unreliable.
So i run, run from the ways that I used to know. (Does it hurt when I say it doesn't)