| Got lost in the corridor, tasted bourbon in the air
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| Drove up through the canyons, thought I’d find some magic there
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| Felt the ocean waves crash on my face in the Gulf of Mexico
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| Don’t matter where I am, you’re everywhere I go
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| I’ve got a full tank of gas, but my heart’s on empty
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| Windows down, radio up, but I just wanna scream
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| I keep trying to find a place where I won’t find your ghost
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| But I keep running, I keep running, running out of road
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| Hungover in Charleston, you were pounding in my head
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| I met a guy in Brooklyn, but I felt you in his bed
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| I’ve prayed to God, I’ve cursed your name
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| But nothing’s worked so far
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| Don’t matter where I am 'cause, baby, there you are
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| I’ve got a full tank of gas, but my heart’s on empty
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| Windows down, radio up, but I just wanna scream
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| I keep trying to find a place where I won’t find your ghost
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| But I keep running, I keep running, running out of road
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| In my dreams, in my thoughts, in my veins, in my soul
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| In the sky, in the ground, no, you won’t let me go
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| Every turn that I take, I see your face
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| I can’t escape it, I can’t escape you
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| I’ve got a full tank of gas, but my heart’s on empty
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| Windows down, radio up, but I just wanna scream
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| I keep trying to find a place where I won’t find your ghost
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| But I keep running, I keep running
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| I keep running, I keep running, running out of road
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| Running out of road
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| I keep running, running out of road
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| I keep running, running out of road
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| Running out of road
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| I keep running, running out of road
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| Running out of road, running out of road
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| I keep running, running out of road
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| Running out of road, running out of road |