Cowboy On The Run

(So, uh, this next song is about-)

(Spiel einfach!)

The clever dance next to the fools

An event with its very own rules

It's teenage angst

And prom night again

Flashing lights and a cover band

Of desperate middle-aged men

Never wrote a song

The sound of failure all night long

(Fighter One!)

She could move to another town

Study art or settle down

If she wanted to

(If she wanted to)

(Fighter Two!)

He could be brave and start a band

Average indie chords at hand

If he wanted to

(If he wanted to)

She stares him down with her hand on the loaded gun

(She won't go down so easily)

(How high's the price of victory?)

He takes to his heels

He's a cowboy on the run

(Oooh, ooooh)

(Oooh, ooooh)

He gets strawberry-punched

Another cup of bittersweet fun

So he chats her up

They talk with a loose tongue

She takes tequila to the head (Tequila!)

There is not a single attack she will regret

She scores 18-1

And she won't stop 'til the fight is won

She stares him down with her hand on the loaded gun

(She won't go down so easily)

(How high's the price of victory?)

He takes to his heels

He's a cowboy on the run

(Marie? I still love you)

(I still love you)