Thank You Out Law Romeo

In a smoky bar in Toledo, I’m nursing my pain,

Whiskey on the table, and her ghost in the rain,

My cracked old phone lights up with a message from the past,

And every word she sent cuts deeper than the last.

She called me Outlaw Romeo, said I played the blame,

Said I wore her down and burned away the flame.

Thank you for the memories, the love we couldn’t keep,

Thank you for the wounds that cut so deep,

Thank you for the silence, thank you for the shame,

Thank you, outlaw Romeo, for carrying the blame.

Years gone by, but the hurt still hangs on my skin,

Haunting strings in the dark where the memories begin,

I took the long road, let the good thing fade away,

Now I hear her in the silence of this lonesome day.

In a smoky bar in Toledo, I drink alone tonight,

Haunted by the ghost of us beneath the dim neon light.

My cracked phone wakes the past with a cold, bitter glow,

And your name hits like thunder in the rain I already know.

You said I was your outlaw, your Romeo in pain,

But the blame rode off between us like smoke through the chain.

Thank you for the memories that turned to dust and flame,

Thank you for the lesson that left a scar and name.

Thank you for the heartbreak that taught my soul to stand,

Thank you for the silence that still shakes this outlaw man.

I hear those steel strings crying through the dark and low air,

Every barstool holds a memory, every shadow holds a stare.

You thanked me for the heartbreak, for the silence and the shame,

Now I taste the rust of goodbye when I whisper out your name.

Years burned down like matches in a whiskey-colored haze,

And your words still cut me open in these long and lonesome days.

In a smoky bar in Toledo, I nurse my whiskey slow,

Haunted by the roads we rode and the love I used to know,

Then her name cuts through the static on my cracked and tired phone,

Like a ghost with a thank-you note, I read it all alone.

She called me Outlaw Romeo, said I played the part,

Said I took the blame and left a bullet in her heart.

Thank you for the lessons ,I learned them the hard way

Thank you for the shadows that still haunt me every day,

Thank you for the silence when there was nothing left to say,

In this dark country haze, I keep on fading away.

Years have piled like dust on every fence and broken rail,

Still the nights come down like judgment with a cold and iron tale,

She thanked me for the silence, for the wreckage I let grow,

And the outlaw in my chest is paying debts I’ll never know.

Thank you for the memories, she wrote in lines so cold,

Thank you for the heartbreak that turned my blood to old.

She said Thank you for the lessons I learned them the . hard way,

Thank you for the shadows that still haunt me every day,

Thank you for the silence when there was nothing to lose

Thank you for the memories, the love we couldn’t keep,

Thank you for the wounds that cut so deep,

Thank you for the silence, thank you for the shame,

Thank you, Paul Anthony my outlaw Romeo, for carrying the blame