At 23, I spent my days sleeping in And my nights working in a bar I chose my friends by occupation I wore red lipstick and a scowl I relished making sad men cry Drank beer even though it makes me sick I was not aware I hate staying up too late Or that I was punching below my weight Before I learned I was pretending I couldn't see the full picture, just the outlines Of cowboys in the dark Now my old friends kept on changing While I was looking somewhere else These days, we talk about maybe getting married Spend much less time in the wild west I may still spend my morning's sleeping in And most of my new friends don't have nine to fives I've learned I prefer fresh air to smoky bars Got my lasso wrapped tightly round my matters of the heart Before I learned I was pretending I couldn't see the full picture, just the outlines Of cowboys in the dark Before I learned I was pretending I couldn't see the full picture, just the outlines Of cowboys in the dark ♪ The outlines will keep on getting filled in Oh, and I'll keep on changing, oh The outlines will keep on getting filled in, oh And it's fine that I keep on changing ♪ Before I learned I was pretending I couldn't see the full picture, just the outlines Of cowboys in the dark Before I learned I was pretending I couldn't see the full picture, just the outlines Of cowboys in the dark