Run Around

You want answers; I don’t have any
Just more questions and more selfish aims
You want truth; Here’s your truth, honey:
You’re too young to run around with me
You came into my room like a panther strolling in
Knew what you wanted, knew what you’d get
I told myself that would be the end of it
But it wasn’t the end
'Cause you want answers; I don’t have any
Just more questions and more selfish aims
You want truth; Here’s your truth, honey:
You’re too young to run around with me
And I’d let you down long before I let you go
I took your fears and made them holes
I told myself I could love you in a way
I wasted your time, and wasted mine
Now you want answers and I don’t have any
Just more questions and more selfish aims
You want truth; Here’s your truth, honey:
You’re too young to run around with me
You’re too young (much too young)
To run around with me