Cowboy

I woke up in cowboy boots
Not mine, and I don't know whose
So I stretched out my arm
To check if I am alone
Oh how will I get home this morning? (Oh No)

And a voice says don't you see
These boots were meant to be
Worn by you alone

Cowgirl's future will be hard
It's written in her scars
And pills control her health
She can't respect herself
At least it makes her interesting

Oh no

Oh cowgirl don't you see
These boots were meant for me
Me and me alone

Cowboy asked me if it's hard
To live as something I am not
I fix him in the eye
A clown-like smile reply
Why cowboy, that's my job!

And cowboy doesn't see
These boots were meant for me
For me to wear alone

The only good cowboy might be a dead cowboy
But I am a cowboy, I'm the cowboy

I'll always be a cowboy

This herd grazes the city mile
They're all the same, but we like their style
And when they fall to sleep
They're careful not to be
Their real selves in their dreams

Oh cowboy you should be
Careful that you keep
Your spurs sharper than me