desert moon is rising
Down that road's a distant place
home where I [bad word] from
town where I can't show my face
I put myself before you
I should have known where that would lead
No one had to possess me
And make me into what you need

Ride on [bad word] low
Lone life as a renegade
Riding on

I won't [bad word] that empty
I'm too elusive for you to find
So you can't wait forever
I'll never be the one to hide
I found myself in solace
I am the friend you never had
You vowed to be a stranger
As I keep walking on my back

Ride on [bad word] low
Lone life as a renegade
Riding on

And though my best is left intact
It's so much [bad word] back

Ride on [bad word] low
Long life as a renegade
Riding on
And on