Текст песни «Avril Lavigne - »

So sell your picture to a magazine,
And they design true photography.
Is that what you always wanted to be,
Well I'd be sorry for you.

Sometimes,
Gotta try,
Run and hide,
Get away from this.
I'll get by,
In this life,
This time.

You see me,
I see you.
You're over there.
You see me,
I see you.

So sell your picture to a magazine,
And they design true photography.
Is that what you always wanted to be,
Well I'd be sorry for you.


Sometimes,
Gotta try to
Run and hide,
Get away from shit.

Sometimes,
Gotta try,
Run and hide,
Get away from this.