The Last American Cowboy Lyrics - The Bled

Brace yourself for the plight of the born 

As the spotlight strips you bare 

Just a useless act in the play of life 

Cast as the role of the lover 

And I feel slightly misplaced 

In a world that fuck or be fucked, kill the lights 

Letch, one more time and say it like you mean it 

Lush, one more time and tell it like you feel it 

Lover, you've got talent but I just don't see it 

Wrap your hook around my neck 

And get me off, get me off 

Get me off your stage 

In every coma, lover's kiss collides with truth 

And every tongue that slips will drip onto your bruise 

And I know, disguise the lies that you fed me last night 

These plots are breeding grounds for nothing but the worst 

And nothing could be worse and I know why 

And what do I have left? 

The composer just went deaf 

The singer lost his breath 

In the glow of the crowd 

The dancer's on a crutch 

The writer drank too much 

The director lost his touch 

In the glow of the crowd 

Can you resist the urge to burn the script we wrote? 

Bring on the flood before we choke 

Applause engulfs the room 

We bow into the tombs 

Sing me one more line so I can sleep 

Sing me one more line so I can sleep 

Sing me one more line so I can sleep 

This is all you need 

My love, it follows you 

To your grave, to your grave 

And I know, my love, it follows you 

To your grave, to your grave 

In every coma, lover's kiss collides with truth 

And every tongue that slips will drip onto your bruise 

And I know, disguise the lies that you told me last night 

These plots are breeding grounds for nothing but the worst 

And nothing could be worse and I know 

In every coma, lover's kiss collides with truth 

And every tongue that slips will drip onto your bruise 

And I know, disguise the lies that you told me last night 

These plots are breeding grounds for nothing but the worst 

And nothing could be worse and I know why