I don't know if running is a good idea We might be caught this time no more living in fear In the clutches of my own claws, I hear the bell toll This might finally be my time, consider myself sold We're just bandits on the run, take your money take your guns Not on the hunt for trouble, we just take it as it comes Feels so good to live this way Got me now, get away Under pressure and I'm bound to crack Now I'm caught standing dead in my tracks There are posters with my name There's a price upon my head I never thought I'd earn the fame or all my friends would want me dead I keep my back toward the wall I keep my hands quick to draw I never thought I'd be the one to fall Guess you can't win against the law We're just bandits on the run, take your money take your guns Not on the hunt for trouble, we just take it as it comes Feels so good to live this way Got me now, get away Under pressure and I'm bound to crack Now I'm caught standing dead in my tracks