Small-Town Runaway

Lyrics

Intro
(Yeah!)
She’s fire in a thrift-store jacket
Lipstick red on a midnight habit
One-way ticket in a back pocket fold
Heart full of trouble and a head full of gold

Verse 1
She grew up where the tractors sleep
Dead-end roads and secrets deep
Mama’s prayers on the kitchen wall
Daddy said
“Girl
Don’t dream so tall”

She packed black boots and a Polaroid
Left that ring by the sink in the void
Dust kicked up as the bus pulled out
She kissed the glass
Didn’t look back
Just shouted out

Chorus
She’s a small-town runaway
Running wild
Burning up the freeway like a child
Got a broken halo and a wicked smile
Yeah
She’s a small-town runaway
Running wild
Running wild
Running wild (oh!)
She’s a small-town runaway
Running wild

Verse 2
Neon name tag at the all-night bar
Saves her tips in a busted jar
Says
“One day I’m gonna paint my name
Across that sky where they spell out fame”

Late nights
Cheap dye in her hair
Signs her arm like they’re asking for an autograph there
Every “no” just feeds that flame
She hums her future
She rewrites her name

Chorus
She’s a small-town runaway
Running wild
Burning up the freeway like a child
Got a broken halo and a wicked smile
Yeah
She’s a small-town runaway
Running wild
Running wild
Running wild (hey!)
She’s a small-town runaway
Running wild

Bridge
She’s not your Sunday dress good girl
She’s claws and chrome and pearls
They said “stay in your little world”
She just laughed and flipped the world the bird (whoa)

Instrumental Break
[Flashy dual-guitar solo trading rapid-fire licks
Harmonized bends
Then a shredding run that climbs into a held high note]

Chorus
She’s a small-town runaway
Running wild
Burning up the freeway like a child
Got a broken halo and a wicked smile
Yeah
She’s a small-town runaway
Running wild

She’s a small-town runaway
Running wild
Foot on the gas
Eyes on the sky
If you ever see that girl fly by
That’s the small-town runaway
Running wild
Running wild
Running wild
Small-town runaway
Running wild (yeah!)