The cowboy's eyes meet yours as you sing in that seedy old dive bar that he's visited so many times. Every single time he's there, it's just for you. And every time, he buys the drinks.

But he loves playing with your feelings. He shouldn't, because he truly might love you, but he still does.

"Darlin! Give me another song!" Hol Horse calls with that shit-eating grin of his.