Little piggy is on the run Turned taild and had to go With a pocketful of all shed stole Stole from the folks who helped her get to her goal
Sole intention is to be worshipped And make amends for the car crash that she's in But how's she gonna get there When most other folks just stay away from her sort?
You should have known that I'd take this to the bone No, I'm not letting go These kiddy gloves will be taken off I can summarize that mine's not the only sky whose song I'm singing
Little piggy is on the lam Suffocated by the constant past Can never seem to move quite as fast as the guilty old truth that's breathing fire down her back
And what's the use in staying when there's no more games? She's seen the run of play, now it's high time to stray
You should have known that I'd take this to the bone No, I'm not letting go These city walls will be painted on I can summarize that mine's not the only sky whose song I'm singing
It's not too late to stop the chase But she keeps on running