she grew up in a small town out east
her mother alone, her father deceased
she came here to be free
she came here to get away from people like me

she was just seventeen
when I met her on the scene
she carried around a fake ID
what was I supposed to believe?
maybe I wanted to be deceived...

we were pioneers to our own demise
i willingly believed the lies
she gave up and said goodbye
i almost drowned in the tears i cried

we were soldiers on a barren cold front
we were wolves on the final hunt
we were cowboys from the wild west
heading into our final sunset

we were trained to looked the other way
we refrained from thinking of yesterday
there was nothing left there that we could mend
we were pioneers to the end