His Halos cracked, sproutin' horns, devil's crown
Whiskey breath whispers through a ghost-town
He a firestarter, brimstone boots, dirty deeds
She an angel with broken wings, caught in the weeds Two rebels, two scars, runnin’ from fate
Love ain’t a saint, it’s a twist in the slate
Outlaw Romeo, modern day Juliet Burnin’ bridges, smokin’ regrets Broken halos, wings won’t mend
Needed, mended, but scared to the end
Shotgun vows in the midnight haze Barrel to the moon, love’s a ricochet He don’t pray,she don’t plead,hearts are thieves,God’s tears flood dirt roads Whiskey rivers drown their cries Outlaws don’t live, they survive
Rust on the truth, gold in the lies A love too fierce to ever die Halo cracked, sproutin’ horns like weeds in June,Runnin’ moonshine rivers, they sing outlaw tunes Boots scuffed, dirt roads tattoo their names,
She the angel with wings that don’t fly the same.
Whiskey breath, shotgun shells in his grin,
Outlaw Romeo, sin stitched into his skin.
She the broken-wing Juliet, lost in the storm,
They light fires in the dark, rebels reborn.
Whiskey drips from her lips, kissin’ his scorn,
In the chaos, there livin'—where halos get torn.
Pistol tucked, Bible dust, prayin' ain't there trade,
She hums hymns while the devil’s debts get paid.
Rebel hands, holdin’ dreams wrapped in barbed wire and chains,She dances through flames, ignites his wild fire. Gravel in his throat,her voice a hymn,Whispered prayers ‘bout salvation, too late to begin.,Gunpowder stars, hearts beat in sync,
They toast to the edge with whiskey to drink.
She's broken-wing Juliet, lost in the storm,they light fires in the dark, rebels reborn Whiskey drips from her lips, kissin’ his scorn,In the chaos, their livin'—where halos get torn Outlaw love, it’s a dangerous game,Tattooed scars,yet they bleed the same.
His halo’s bent,his horns don’t hide,her wings broken she can't fly together they ride, 'til the world collides.Outlaw Romeo, modern day Juliet Burnin’ bridges, smokin’ regrets sprouting horns Broken halos,wings won’t mend both Needed, minded, she scared he will be Like him no debate he afraid she'll be like her two Rebels scarred running from fate he loves her runs from her runs to her afraid to be tamed by her she feels the same about him she don't belong to him yet he answers her call fulfills her needs she calls to him when her world bends lost and in love with him two Rebels living in sin
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