Lyrics:

“Cowboys” is about the crumbling world around us. It goes into detail about the lack of privacy and decaying morals of modern society, and how people will do anything to change the world
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…

And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall into the arms of anyone but you now
So come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on through now
This is a list of what I should’ve been but I’m not
This is a list of the things that I should’ve seen
But I’m not seeing the look in your eyes
As his finger’s unzipping your dress and it makes you shiver
I’m just turning away from what I shouldn’t see
Because I am not anything
Everyone’s in bed tonight but nobody can sleep
‘Cause all the satellites are watching through our windows
She says she doesn’t love me like…like she’s acting
But it’s as if she isn’t talking
‘Cause Mr. Lincoln’s head is bleeding on the front row while she’s speaking
I said come on all you cowboys
All you blue-eyed baby boys
Come on all you dashing gentlemen of summer
I’ll wait for you where Saturday’s a memory
And Sunday comes to gather me into the arms of god
Who’ll welcome me because I believe…
Oh I believe…

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
Come on through now
This is a list of what I should’ve been but I’m not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen
But I’m not seeing you look at me
So please won’t you look at me?
Cause I’m not seeing you look at me
Oh, I will make you look at me…
Or I am not anything