Cowboys and Indians

Welcome to my home, it's so nice to meet you.
And even if your down low it's your guard I'll see right through.
You have grey eyes I've counted them, less than your lies.
And I'm blaming it all on you but you have.
One thing you didn't deserve, my trust and you took it and ran with it.
I'm sitting guard and left here alone so long it's a loss but I'll sail.
This is the end of all your fake apologies;
Conjure up a thought of hopes for us to breathe.
I'm here with nothing to lose;
I've just got something great to prove to you.
So, how much longer would you fake it?
Had you not known that I was the one who made it?
How much longer would you fake it?
Had you not known that I was the one who made it?
Welcome to my home.
I'm here with nothing to lose;
I've just got something great to prove to you.
I'm here with nothing to lose;
I've just got something great.
So how much longer?
Break off your catalog of exes for me babe,
A lost cause, spray cans of antidote to show
That you are vacant.



Credits
Writer(s): Branden Galvin Langhals, Austin Patrick Bishop, John William Mcginty, Edward Farrell Feighan, Michael A Arnold
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