This car turned over without a key or gasoline tonight
Feel everything on fire and I’m dressed to kill killing for your dress goodnight
Help me to wait on you, hesitate on through, cause I’m alone
Feel so jaded, contemplative, waiting for you

(We’re running)
We’re running hot tonight and it feels so good
Your arm in mine here near midnight and it feels so right
Girls and the boys chase down running hot tonight

Running down the readyfuels it’s finally over, just get over
Time will tell if all turns out ok
Help me to realize my dream is dying redefine despair
I turned away
So look the other way tonight

(We’re running)
We’re running hot tonight and it feels so good
Your arm in mine here near midnight and it feels so right
Girls and the boys chase down running hot tonight

Can you wait for me a little, little longer?
Can you wait for me a little, little stronger?

(We’re running)
We’re running hot tonight and it feels so good
Your arm in mine here near midnight and it feels so right
Girls and the boys chase down running hot tonight
(Can you wait for me a little longer)
(We’re running)
We’re running hot tonight and it feels so good
Your arm in mine here near midnight and it feels so right
Girls and the boys chase down running hot tonight

Written by Anberlin ©2003 The Noise In National Music (ASCAP) / Thirsty Moon River Publishing (ASCAP)

Behind the Song:
'The [album] title was a jab at pop music at the time (circa 2002), I considered it a black-market product as most music was not created by the artist but for the artist. I knew thought that we could write just as good as songs and our formula was the blueprint.

ABOUT THE SONG:
a person that was really close to me got pregnant while very young, i watched the whole process from the outside as he seemed to lose who he was and reinvent himself to be the man he is today. it really affected me because being in that situation that young has to be one of the most difficult and heart wrenching time of anyones entire life. though he is a better person for it now this song was about the the experience from an observers prospective.' - Stephen Christian