Da, da, da, da
I found a silver ring
And put it on my finger
I picked up my guitar
And played it for the Reaper
God was a girl, the devil wore a T-shirt
Love is a game and they, were kissing in the bleachers
I dont want to be without you but
Im here, screaming by myself
Im on the run
Im on the run 
Im on the run
To get back to you 
To get back to you
I find a special ring
And put it on her finger
A voice said suddenly
Youre never gonna keep her
Please dont look behind us, thе past is trying to catch up
Pressures from outside us, I got claustrophobia
I dont want to bе without you but
Im here, screaming by myself
Im on the run
Im on the run 
Im on the run
To get back to you 
To get back to you
God was a girl
The devil wore a T-shirt
Love is a game and they, were kissing in the bleachers
God was a girl
The devil wore a T-shirt
Love is a game and they, were kissing in the bleachers
Im on the run 
Im on the run 
Im on the run 
To get back to you 
To get back to you
I dont want to be without you but
Im here, screaming by myself
Im on the run 
To get back to you
To get back to you
Lets go
Yeah
To get back to you
Oh, to get back, to get back
To get back to you
No, no-no, no
No, no-no, no
No, no-no, no