goto eight Runnin

I want you to close the door and stay outside
Yea, it feels like I'm runnin
It feels like I'm runnin, yea

Last night I told you that I don't give a fuck
Girl you're freaking me out
Can't stand your voice, way you look, way you talk, way you smile
Girl you're freaking me out
I packed my clothes, hitch a ride, now I'm out of this town
At last I made up my mind
And you're freaking me out
Yea, girl you're freaking me out