I don't wanna be, a Lone Ranger
I don't wanna be, a forsaker
Not a tumbleweed, oh no not me
Not a nobody, not abiding
But theres no time
And I tried
To get it through your head
But you turned around and you said
And I know it's, not what, we said we'd do
You got your, single six, ready to shoot
Then you, shot me, down in two
I brought the, Wild West, outside of you
You load your gun, to send me off
You pull it back real slow, and let me know
I said do your worst, you said any last words
I'll be in your head, I'd rather be dead
But theres no time
And I tried
To get it through your head
But you turned around and you said
And I know it's, not what, we said we'd do
You got your, single six, ready to shoot
Then you, shot me, down in two
I brought the, Wild West, outside of you