Now and then I dent the car trying to keep it together
And I admit I find it hard showing grace under pressure

But they're saying run boy, run boy
You're not being smart, boy
I'm logging out and thinking
Run boy, run boy
They'll pick you apart, boy
And I hold my breath and think

Hot damn, I got a heaven-sent sign that it's the right time
To stop making everybody feel
Like they're hot dogs in a locked car
Baking in the summertime
And I'm throwing away the keys again

Hot damn, I got a heaven-sent sign that it's the right time
To stop making everybody feel
Like they're hot dogs in a locked car
Baking in the summertime
And I'm throwing away the keys

Now, I know I'm not a God but I'll make it to heaven
And I don't care to tell it soft
Kids all want it 'eleven'

They're saying run boy, run boy
Get out while it's calm, boy
And I can hear them saying
Run boy, run boy
You're kicking a bomb, boy
And I check myself and think

Hot damn, I got a heaven-sent sign that it's the right time
To stop making everybody feel
Like they're hot dogs in a locked car
Baking in the summertime
And I'm throwing away the keys again

Hot damn, I got a heaven-sent sign that it's the right time
To stop making everybody feel
Like they're hot dogs in a locked car
Baking in the summertime
And I'm throwing away the keys

I've been trying to find my heart
But it turned into pleather
And am I capable of love
Well, I'd never say never

I'm hearing run boy, run boy
You keep doing wrong, boy
In every corner saying
Run boy, run boy
Don't hit the alarm, boy

Hot damn, I got a heaven-sent sign that it's the right time
To stop making everybody feel
Like they're hot dogs in a locked car
Baking in the summertime
And I'm throwing away the keys again

Hot damn, I got a heaven-sent sign that it's the right time
To stop making everybody feel
Like they're hot dogs in a locked car
Baking in the summertime
And I'm throwing away the keys