Night wind howlin' at the moon
Whisper comes too soon
Comes to soon
She dances in a fire lit room
Whiskey and embers dictate the mood
Dictate the mood

And his mind screams
How the hell did I get here
And his boots lay on the floor
By the forgotten windowsill

Run run cowboy
They're calling for a storm
She cuts through the night faster than fire
And burns you to your core
I'll pray for you when the sun starts to rise
'Cause nothing burns brighter
Then a bed of lies

It's the drug that you just can't have
That makes you want it so bad
You're so bad

And your head hangs lower
Than the wilted flowers
It's behind the weeds that grow in darkness
That you cower

Run run cowboy
They're calling for a storm
She cuts through the night faster than fire
And burns you to your core
I'll pray for you when the sun starts to rise
'Cause nothing burns brighter
Then a bed of lies

Don't be surprised
You brought this trouble to the surface
You can't hide
You know how the sayin' goes
I'd take my advice

Run run cowboy
They're calling for a storm
She cuts through the night faster than fire
And burns you to your core
I'll pray for you when the sun starts to rise
'Cause nothing burns brighter
Then a bed of lies

Oh run run
Run run run
Run run