before they take you
Singer:dead!
raised up at the crack of dawn
down to copy strides of a lucky one
went down into the morning sun
continued our life on the run
and we ride into the sunset and burn our eyes
when you emptied your six-shooter in my heart
we're getting beaten down by the dark and the weather
as a thousand eyes get closer still
i'll die before i let them touch you
home is a place that i rarely know
and i know that i swore i'd never go
but the burden of the city shines on me
how could i have guessed what would become of all
the things that i have done
have moved so fast for me
another night underneath these moonlit stars
a sip of whiskey is sure to help pass the time
we spend talking about our hometowns
and the people we used to be
so tell me what we gain from living like this
it doesn't take a wordsmith to fucking write this
i will always be hopeful to fall into
home is a place that i rarely know
and i know that i swore i'd never go
the burden of the city shines on me
how could i have guessed what would become of all
the things that i have done
have moved so fast for me
a drink for two in the saloon
our eyes meet from across the room
and he catches us with his stare
he catches us with his stare
he walks across the floor
our eyes divert to the door
and we run as fast as our feet will take us
we'll run into the street
with that sweaty office man
i'll take this shot for you
i'll take this shot for you
i'll take this shot for you
'cause home is a place that i rarely know
and i know that i swore i'd never go
but the burden of the city shines on me
how could i have guessed what would become of all
the things that i have done
have moved so fast for me
they're never gonna catch us now
but now we're gonna starve until we're fucking dead
and after all that we've been through
i'll still take this shot for you