Cole Greenwalt

Lyrics

Walk into a west Texas arboretum
The place we go to leave that life behind
Days full of lying, murder, and stealing
The type of thrills that leave us high and blind

Until that hopeless day when all my skies turned to gray

Here I stand clutchin’ stems in my hand
All that’s left of you’se a wilted rose and your gun
The lawman’s on his way but this is where I’ll stay
Sittin’ picking flowers for no one
For no one

Sittin’ in Sierra Blanca penitentiary
Waitin’ on a needle to get to you
We were made for older times a different century
Before the west was won when laws were lose

Until that hopeless day when all my skies turned to gray

Here I stand clutchin’ stems in my hand
All that’s left of you’se a wilted rose and your gun
The lawman’s on his way but this is where I’ll stay
Sittin’ picking flowers for no one
For no one

It was one hell of a ride
Modern day Bonnie and Clyde
I feel the sting of the chloride
I guess time I finally die

Here I stand clutchin’ stems in my hand
All that’s left of you’se a wilted rose and your gun
The lawman’s on his way but this is where I’ll stay
Sittin’ picking flowers for no one
For no one