He asks me why I look at him like that...
Presently, future is in the middle of a love triangle With calamity, and me in the corner I'm starting to feel uncomfortable Oh the more I try to separate, the better it feels to get right in the way Should I douse the spark or fan the flames or merely think of clever things to say?
And I try so hard To get out of the way Of that Runaway train Oh how I do love the rain Ohhhhhhh
Seems to be, that being in the middle is starting to get me in trouble Try to run away, but they have a talent for making trouble seem enjoyable Should I douse the spark or fan the flames or merely think of clever things to say? Oh the more I try to separate, the better it feels to get right in the way
And I try so hard To get out of the way Of that Runaway train Oh how I do love the rain Ohhhhhhh
A breakdown of my whole life...
Incubus cover of Brandon Boyd’s song “Runaway Train”
