Cowboys Counting Crows

[Verse 1]
Cowboys on the road tonight
Crying in their sleep
If I was a hungry man with a gun in my hand
And some promises to keep
Who wanted to change the world...
What's as easy as murder?
It's all headlights and vapor trails
And Circle K killers

And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall into the eyes of anyone but you now
So come on, come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now

This is a list of what I should have been but I'm not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen
But I'm not seeing the look in your eyes
As his fingertips lit on your neck and it made you shiver
I’m just turning away from where I should have been
Because I am not anything

The president’s in bed tonight but he can’t get to sleep
‘Cause all the cowboys on the radio are killers
And I believe she loves you ‘cause you never make her feel like anything
She said I wouldn’t feel a thing but I can feel…
Oh, I can feel…