Times like this I just wanna run away.
Pack my things, ride a bus, don't look back, head anywhere.
Escape this town, leave everything behind, start a new life again.
This place is sick, it's driving me insane.
It's choking me, I'm tired of trying to fit in.
I feel lost, I don't know where to stand.
Everything's a mess, I never belonged into this place!
I wanna leave yet can't find a chance.
Gimme a chance, gimme a break, I'll be outta here in a heartbeat.
Things are too mixed up, I can't handle this.
Times like this I just wanna embrace oblivion and disappear.
Forget about everything, forget that I ever existed.
Forget about my self like everyone else did.
Forget who I really am and be somebody else instead.
Somebody they wouldn't ignore and hate.
But there's this little voice in my head,
Telling me I should be what I wanna be, not what they expect me to be.
So right now, all I want is to fly away.
Leaving won't bother me, I don't belong here anyway.
So I sit here and silently say,
Gimme a chance, gimme a break I'll be outta here in a heartbeat.
This is more than enough, I can't take it this much.
Times like this, I look up and hope and pray,
Get me out of here, I'm going astray.
Take me somewhere else,
I'll take any risk, I wouldn't even care.
I'll face the consequences, just get me out of here.
Just get me out of here.
