There must be a devil on your trail,
That's got you always on the run.
Your heart gets harder than a coffin nail,
Blacker than the barrel of a gun.
Out here nobody knows your name,
These Badlands are too wild to tame.
Why do you always run like a moth to a flame?
Try to keep these shadows from your door,
If you could curse just one or kneel
There are things that can never be adorned for,
There are scars that can never heal.
Out here nobody knows your name,
These Badlands are too wild to tame.
Why do you always run like a moth to a flame?
There are laws that can't be broken,
They say whatever goes around,
It comes around.
Out here nobody knows your name,
These Badlands are too wild to tame.
Why do you always run like a moth to a flame?
Out here nobody knows your name,
These Badlands are too wild, too wild to tame.
Why do you always run like a moth to a flame?