A tall glass, please, I ask of you my friend
So pull up a chair, and tell this story's end
Take away all the things that he could be
And turning it into something more like me

Still I try to keep it all inside my mind
Still I try to run away from my whole life

Tall glass window, isolated view
Telling me things that I already knew
Taking away all the reasons it went bad
And turning it into the hardest sex we've had

Still I try to keep it all inside my mind
Still I try to run away from my whole life
Still I try to keep it all inside my mind
Still I try to run away from my whole life

Still I run, away, again, to you tonight
Still I run, away, again, to you tonight
Still I run, away, again, to you tonight
Still I run, away, again, to you tonight

Still I try to keep it all inside my mind
Still I try to run away from my whole life
Still I try to keep it all inside my mind
Still I try to run away from my whole life

Still I try to keep it all inside my mind
Still I try to run away from my whole life
Still I try to keep it all inside my mind
Still I try to say that it's alright