Texty: Copeland. Eat, Sleep, Repeat. Love Affair.

Fell past the cheekbone and
To be severed for the hope of the world, in an awkward spill
Oh, she lie on her bed and stare into harsh, white light
And think that her heart's not right
'Cause love took head like a thief,
Took her heart like a robber
And the feelings that scare her come hurriedly

Just let me run where I want to run
Just let me love who I want
Just let me run where I want to run
Just let me love who I want

In a flash, her heart is saying that
You have to ask in all this pain:
Was your heart too soft?
Was your love in vain?
Was your kiss too weak?
Were your eyes too tired and much too young to be in love?
Much too young to be in love...

Just let me run where I want to run
Just let me love who I want
Just let me run where I want to run
Just let me love who I want
Just let me run where I want to run
Just let me love who I want

There are no rules for this love
Just keep your head hooked, don't give up
Or go the fools who date smart
Lose your head just for your heart
Just for your heart...