In a cold town by the shore There's a hill where the city lights shine In a cold winter in the North I drive, the skyline's alive You might be cold, but I don't mind coming back to you And my breath leaves easier now like a ghost in the air And to the left, there's a boy in the park with black, frozen hair And the road I know every day And the road, now why should I stay? You might be cold, but I don't mind coming back to you And I wake in the morning with the itch to be leaving every single day To hop to the wheel and drive into the city, but I know I'd run away Oh, I wake in the morning with the itch to be leaving every single day To hop to the wheel and drive into the city, but I know I'd run away Oh, I wake in the morning with the itch to be leaving every single day (every day) To hop to the wheel and drive into the city, but I know I'd run away I get close sometimes Oh, I wake in the morning with the itch to be leaving every single day (every day) To hop to the wheel and drive into the city, but I know I'd run away (I wanna run away) Oh, I wake in the morning with the itch to be leaving every single day (every day) To hop to the wheel and drive into the city, but I know I'd run away Oh, I wake in the morning with the itch to be leaving every single day (every day) To hop to the wheel and drive into the city, but I know I'd run away I get close sometimes Oh, I wake in the morning with the itch to be leaving every single day