Graffiti on the overpass, skidmarks on the road Things I grew up doing, I never did outgrow In the middle of those running years, she walked into my life She couldn't get the devil outta me, Lord knows she tried She was right as rain she was good as gold But I wouldn't change And now she's gone and I'm just not the same But it's hard to be an outlaw, outrun or outdraw The laws of life that you once could ignore It's a desperate desperado who can't see through his sorrow What he was running from or running for Oh, it's hard to be an outlaw when you're not wanted anymore There was nowhere left to turn to but back to my old self I'm living like there's no tomorrow, now meant somethin' else The trails I used to live to blaze, are winding up dead ends With a voice inside my head, reminding me what could have been I was wild as the wind as cold as they come, Thinking I was cool Now looking back, I'm looking at a fool Well, it's hard to be an outlaw, outrun or outdraw The laws of life that you once could ignore It's a desperate desperado who can't see through his sorrow What he was running from or running for Oh, it's hard to be an outlaw when you're not wanted anymore And it's a desperate desperado who can't see through his sorrow What he was running from or running for Oh, it's hard to be an outlaw when you're not wanted anymore