We could be a gunfighter Unlatching all the bailing wire Eloise, lemme see your sweet face Come face me Chin up, we're young and in the dark We saw him resurrect in a muscle car There was an Oracle We heard there was a light show Hotter than a June kiss I'm blushing a shade of licorice Croon with your night lungs That old cicada love song Holy broken heart A meaning-well American abattoir You're around us, oh Be around us Someone close our eyes Make it so that we can find you In our imagination A magic eye In the photo under We look like a gunfighter Modeled after Autry Or maybe Annie O And we can trick shoot bottles And everyone aims slow Oh, come on Be a gunfighter baby With you We could be a gunfighter For always We could be a gunfighter Oh oh ooh We could be a gunfighter