Can’t I just run away?
Run away to you
Hide in your room
Either under your covers or the piles of clothing you leave everywhere

Can’t I just run away?
Be with you
Among the mess and clutter you call home

We could just sit and talk
Or I could hold you

We could create our own reality
One in which we live in the war zone of our love
Fighting everyone else as they are our enemy, trying to keep us apart