30 and Broke

The Killers - Runaways

Blonde hair blowing in the summer wind

A blue eyed girl playing in the sand

I’ve been on a trail for a little while

But that was the night that she broke down and held my hand


Teenage rush, she said, ain’t we all just runaways

We got time

But that ain’t much 


We can’t wait till tomorrow

You gotta know that this is real baby

Why you wanna fight it 

It’s the one thing you can choose

Oh! 

We got engaged on a friday night 

I swore on the head of our unborn child

That I could take care of the three of us 

But I have the tendency to slip when the night’s still wild 

It’s in my blood

She said she might just runaway somewhere else 

Someplace good