Daughtry

Your life is like a crack in the mirror,
7 years of bad luck, it ain't getting better now,
Not till all is said and done.
Reflection in the window is the same old face,
Background small town everywhere you look around.
Tell me what you're running from
Flip a coin and let it land in your hand:
Heads you gonna stay, but it's tails
So you can move to another town
Hide where you're sure you won't be found
But it's still just you on the inside
You can pretend it'll be alright
Said it to yourself but you know it's just a lie
Cause it's still just you on the inside,
Still you on the inside...
Nothing faster than the speed of your leaving
A hundred miles an hour and there ain't no slowing down
But you can't outrun yourself
Hey you can say
you fit in like a joker in the deck
But now you're skipping
like a broken record going round
You're the last to ask for help
You flip a coin and let it land in your hand:
Heads you gonna stay, but its tails
So you can move to another town