Nebraska

He came and shot her parents both in the head
 Dragged them outside, put the bodies in the shed
 Collected up her things, put them in his trunk
 He sat her on his lap right next to his gun
 The prairies of Nebraska, soaked in blood
 The love made between them using his gun
 And the bodies stacked in rows
 The dead they will never know
 Showed his Carol-Ann how to use a knife
 Picked up slowly, killed with it twice
 Shot who they could, snapped the neck of a dog
 Stole a dead man's car and the engine stalled
 The prairies of Nebraska, soaked in blood
 The love made between them using his gun
 And the bodies stacked in rows
 The dead they will never know
 They executed him with her name on his lips
 He loved her in life just as much in death
 And sometimes I feel like we're heading down the same road
 Sometimes I feel like we're just like them