Run, Girl

Track 2 of I Hope She Treats You Right

[ Lyrics ]

He charms, then he leaves —

Heartbeat pluck + rim tap on snare — soft pull into groove

Saw you at Chalet, red wine on your lips,
laughing like he’s magic, like every word’s a gift.
He quoted your poetry, hand on your knee —
same lines he sent me in 2019.
You’re taking photos like it’s all so real,
but girl, that booth? I cried there after he ghosted a week.
You think this is love? No, this is the start —
the glitter before the storm, the map before the dark.

I know that look, the one in your eyes:
‘This time, I’ll fix him. This time, I’m the prize.’
But love don’t live in grand debut scenes —
it’s in the hard nights, the unanswered screens.

Run, girl, run — before the fall.
Don’t trade your peace for a postcard smile.
Run, girl, run — know the call.
He loves the chase, not the staying at all.

He’ll plan your birthday like it’s in the stars,
then miss your call when you’re healing from heartbreak scars.
He’ll say ‘You’re different’ like it’s gospel truth,
but he said that to me when I trusted his youth.
You’ll show his mom your dreams, paint the walls,
while he scrolls my old reels like they’re museum halls.
You build a home. He builds a highlight.
You’re falling slow — I already know the ending’s tight.

I know that hope, the one in your chest:
‘I’ll be enough. I’ll pass the test.’
But his love’s a spark, not a steady flame —
it burns bright, then leaves you by name.

Run, girl, run — before the fall.
Don’t trade your peace for a postcard smile.
Run, girl, run — know the call.
He loves the chase, not the staying at all.

I stayed 'til my voice cracked,
'til I stopped dreaming back.
You don’t owe him redemption,
you don’t need his attention.
This ain't a love song — it’s a warning sign.
He won’t change — but you’re still on time.

Run, girl, run — before the fall.
Don’t trade your peace for a postcard smile.
Run, girl, run — know the call.
He loves the chase, not the staying at all.
Run — run — 
Run, girl — 

He charms… then he leaves.

…then he leaves.
Run, Girl | Jasmine Glass | Allyson, Inc.