It's been 6 hours since she left Higher shoes on and a new black dress Her favourite band was all sold out She got a backstage pa** somehow I don't know what she craves or what she needs from me Yeah, yeah she runs around, runs around on me All over town, over town Oh lord, she tortures me constantly and I lose sleep She runs around on me Alone, as I sit here by my phone As the signal strength goes cold I can't see her but I can guess That she's not wearing her new black dress I don't know what she craves or what she needs from me Yeah, yeah she runs around, runs around on me All over town, over town Oh lord, she tortures me constantly and I lose sleep She runs around on me She runs around on me I don't know what she craves or what she needs from me Yeah, yeah she runs around, runs around on me All over town, over town She tortures me constantly And runs around on me