Em....                    D....              D....      C... (D.)
My mama always said you will be abused, alright
          Em....                         D....              D....  C... (D.)
You are standing on a mountain with your head in clouds at night
My baby's got a girl and I don't know how, oh no
Freedom is nothing but a chance to be alright

Em....    D....
Baby I am tired of running
C....          D....
I have got my clown shoes on me
Em....    D....
Baby I am tired of running
C....        D....
Come back to me

My only holiday is to hide away inside
A guilty conscience feeds on a healthy mind at night
My girlfriends got a girl and I'm falling down, oh no
Freedom is nothing but a chance to be alright

Baby I am tired of running
I have got my clown shoes on me
Baby I am tired of running
Come back to me