Bonnie

I'm on the run
Under the gun
It's not much fun
without you.

I remember the time
We were partners in crime
'Til you stopped on a dime
and turned away.

It's all your fault
That I've been caught
So thanks a lot
for leaving.

I've never been trapped before
I've never had a losing score
Right now I'm sitting on the floor
with a target on my head.

I snap and yell out no!
I won't let it all go
I'll give them all a show
to tell their kids about.

As they cart me away
I see as plain as day
The ever subtle way
the sun lights up your face.

You have it made
While I fade
In shades
of red.