Marathon Runner

When I was a boy of seventeen
 I know it's mean but I
 I told my friend to give up on her dreams
 She hated me but I
 I knew the dreams were for the best of us
 And for the rest of us
 And I
 I didn't wanna share with anyone
 I need a way to see my greatest dance
 And make them laugh
 I could win the wars or lose the battles, too
 Whichever's true
 I can live another people's live
 I can't stop putting on other people's clothes
 I love until I leave
 I am a marathon runner
 And my legs are sore
 And I'm anxious to see
 What I'm running for
 I am a hot air ballon
 On a sailboat
 I wouldn't make this my home
 If I'd learned to float
 So take my trash
 Just take my earthly life
 I'll try to cry
 I will live without the things I love the best
 So hold them to your chest
 I lose my face
 Just lose my stolen wigs
 The heads of kings
 I run until I know what to believe
 I am a marathon runner
 And my legs are sore
 And I'm anxious to see
 What I'm running for
 I am a hot air ballon
 On a sailboat
 I wouldn't make this my home
 If I learned to float
 I am a marathon runner
 And my legs are sore
 And I'm anxious to see
 What I'm running for
 I am a hot air ballon
 On a sailboat
 I wouldn't make this my home
 If I learned to float