Johnny dons his cowboy hat The one that always gets him laid Scores a slinky alley cat No one was hurt, no one betrayed He hits on all the barmaids With his boyish bravado Spins his charm like a lasso With a never say die motto He struts beneath the neon glow, A desperado dressed in lies. Inside he’s got no place to go, Just echoes where his spirit dies. He tells tall tales of rodeo rides, But he’s never been on a steer A hollow laugh, the mask he hides, To cover up the empty cheer. [Bridge] No trail to ride, no stars to guide, Just shadows where his soul resides. He drinks to chase the fear away, But it all comes back with the break of day. He struts beneath the neon glow, A desperado dressed in lies. Inside he’s got no place to go, Just echoes where his spirit cries. He’s a cowboy with no saddle, Just a smile and a borrowed name. An outlaw of the empty bottle, No grit, no heart, no flame. The sun comes up, the barroom’s closed, The mask slips off, the pain exposed. Another night, another name, But deep inside, it’s all the same.
