Ratchet - The Sheriff

As the sun was setting down
A new sheriff came in town

And the sound feast
Came from Asia

Grip tight as we move along
Burn marks from the yellow sun
Call me stupid, oh call me dumb
Call me whatever you want

Although she'll end up in your bed
The soul will never forget, oh never regret
Blue sky, and some yellow stones
Some days, I feel so alone

So alone, so alone, so alone

Hold, hold, hold me close
Stay until my real face shows
Say, say, when will I see
I'm not living in reality

Hold, hold, hold me close
Stay until my real face shows
Say, say, when will I see
I'm not living in reality

Why won't you hold me close
See I've always been the one who knows

I suppose, oh I suppose, oh I suppose

Terrible nights
Thinking of
The way I should be left alone, while you drift off
Oh you drift off

Let alone, let alone
Let alone, let alone
Let alone, let alone
Let alone, let alone
Let alone, while you drift off