[Verse 1: Ingrid Andress]
You'll feel like quittin' on a job and takin' off to anywhere
Fifth grade, the first time I dyed my hair
A cologne-scented breath of fresh air
You'll feel like lazy afternoon, sippin' Veuve at two o'clock
I've gotten used to wine out of the box
The way to you pass through a couple stops
[Chorus: Ingrid Andress]
Maybe there's a past I'm runnin' from
But it feels a lot like runnin' to you
Maybe they're unfair comparisons
But it's just so hard not to do
You've got me getting used to
Keeping my eyes off the rearview
Maybe there's a past I'm runnin' from
But it feels a lot like runnin' to you
[Post-Chorus: Ingrid Andress, with JP Saxe]
You
A lot like runnin' to you
You
[Verse 2: JP Saxe]
You feel like packin' up the car and movin' to a different state
Hats in the air on graduation day
A welcome and necessary change in pace
You'll feel like quittin' on a job and takin' off to anywhere
Fifth grade, the first time I dyed my hair
A cologne-scented breath of fresh air
You'll feel like lazy afternoon, sippin' Veuve at two o'clock
I've gotten used to wine out of the box
The way to you pass through a couple stops
[Chorus: Ingrid Andress]
Maybe there's a past I'm runnin' from
But it feels a lot like runnin' to you
Maybe they're unfair comparisons
But it's just so hard not to do
You've got me getting used to
Keeping my eyes off the rearview
Maybe there's a past I'm runnin' from
But it feels a lot like runnin' to you
[Post-Chorus: Ingrid Andress, with JP Saxe]
You
A lot like runnin' to you
You
[Verse 2: JP Saxe]
You feel like packin' up the car and movin' to a different state
Hats in the air on graduation day
A welcome and necessary change in pace
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