Jawbreaker (The Dead Weather)

I run so far away from you Don't matter where I've been Run around the world from you And here you are again You're a real jawbreaker A real crook, obscene I'd call you a heartbreaker But I reserve that for prettier things I tried to kill the memory You must get a psychic sting ? And here you are again You're a real jawbreaker A real crook, obscene I'd call you a heartbreaker But I reserve that for nicer things I run so far away from you It don't matter where I've been I run around the world from you And here you are again You're a real jawbreaker A real crook, obscene I'd call you a heartbreaker But I reserve that for nicer things