modal piece with a driving rhythm and tons of sax
someone I used to know frequently altered her perception of herself - I surmise feeling that if someone didn't like a particular iteration then it wasn't a negative reflection on herself. The title, which shows up in the first chorus, refers to the mall maps with the arrow pointing to where you are.
personalities in your closet
try a new one on for size
your proud of your deception
but you're still the one I recognize
trapped in the tangled web you weave
you're playing darts in the dark
so I'm cancelling my subscription to these new editions of you
you can't run away, can't run away
can't run away from you
the map at the mall says you are here
yeah, that finger's pointing at you
you can't run away, can't run away
can't run away from you
you have a choice, it's your life
you can only answer for you
You could have done more
I could have cared less
so that door swings both ways
love is always held blameless
I'm just playing by those rules you made
still, you're sticking to your story
but I can read between those lies
you're looking for the exit sign
when all roads lead back to you know who
you can't run away, can't run away
can't run away from you
wherever you look, there you are
the finger's pointing at you
you can't run away, can't run away
can't run away from you
be the best you that you can be
instead of somebody new