Texas Ghost Story

last night i tried to find my demon; he was gone
my hands stretched out to hold him and he slipped right through my fingers
never in my life have i felt so alone
as when my sword and shield were taken
then you took my stinger
i can't change a thing
i don't want to,
i don't want to
i woke up this morning; my old face was gone
with sunken eyes, this worn out skin
cracked like desert mud
i've tried to turn my heart into a block of stone
it only cried out louder, don't you bury me,
don't leave me behind
all my masks are gone
all my weapons,
i don't need them now
i've been lonely for so long
wasn't looking for nothing, then you came along
all of my escorts through the dark
have been my demons
and i can't find them no more
on a texas porch, i'll write another song
in hopes it brings me closer to you
every time i sing it
i'm tired of hiding, tired of trying to be strong
i'd ask you to be stronger,
but i don't blame you now
you've been lonely for too long
you went looking for nothing, then i came along
you came and you loved me at my worst
and if you have to move on,
i beg you, take me with you when you go
when you go
when you go
when you go