Getaway

I�m dying a slow death

I really need to get out of here

And the rumors you�re throwing around

Aren�t doing anything to help me disappear

I�m always in the spotlight

But never in a good way

All your hungry eyes on me

When I�m trying to make a getaway

I�m always dreaming of running

To the streets outside

But your picture-perfect hedges

Offer me not place to hide

So I stay

Through another endless day

Plotting for a way

To finally get away