Cowboy with a Conscience

There’s something blowing in the wind

You’re showing up at 2am

Guess you can’t even play pretend

In her perfume

Crying like someone stole your truck

Or beat you to that 10 point buck

Slurring sorry’s through the drunk

Oh poor you

And you’re looking at me

To congratulate you

On coming clean

Like I’m supposed to

Hit the rodeo, Romeo

Let them whiskey laced Luccheses walk you home

I won’t take you back with all your neon nonsense

Just ‘cause you’re a cowboy with a

Cowboy with a conscience

How did you think that this would go?

You’d fake a tear and bum a smoke

Wake up tomorrow good as gold Nothing happened

You’re only lying to yourself

You must think I’m somebody else

I’m jumping off the carousel

Of your madness

Cause you’re looking at me

To congratulate you

On coming clean

Like I’m supposed to

Hit the rodeo, Romeo

Let them whiskey laced Luccheses walk you home

I won’t take you back with all your neon nonsense

Just ‘cause you’re a cowboy with a

Cowboy with a conscience

Guess you know wrong from right

For the first and the last damn time

Hit the rodeo, Romeo

Let them whiskey laced Luccheses walk you home

I won’t take you back with all your neon nonsense

Just ‘cause you’re a cowboy with a

Cowboy with a

Hit the rodeo, Romeo

Let them whiskey laced Luccheses walk you home

I won’t take you back with all your neon nonsense

Just ‘cause you’re a cowboy with a

Cowboy with a conscience

Conscience