No Ride or Die

I used to think we were Bonnie and Clyde

The Queen of the West, and her King of Crimes

I used to think that our fates were aligned

And I would love you 'til the day that I died

And I used to think that the sun set for us

You were the fever, the heat in my blood

But now I know, Bonnie's gotta ride alone

You're not a sharp shooter, you're just a smart talker

You're not my sunrise, baby, you're a nightcrawler

You're not the man that I thought that I knew,

And I'm not gonna burn in the fire for you

And you're not a cowboy, baby, you're a coward