The Interrogator

You're tapin' up your knuckles, pullin' out the mutual fun Shakin' like a scaredy-cat, hangin' with the one-hand guns Sure, I've been around the block, but it doesn't make us neighbors I don't make any promises, I don't sign any waivers Put your name on the dotted line and go see the interrogator Jesus, you're a tough guy, you're a sentimental son of a bitch I find it unbecoming when you ask me just who I was with If you wanna come around, it'll have to be later I don't prepare the meals and I don't cater If it's information you want, go see the interrogator They say the nighttime is the right time to slip into the underground I'm not aware if anyone cares, but this whole shit is goin' down Sure, as you're born, they bought me a short black dress Yes, it all depends on your definition of success Some will lose and some will win, some live in the cut-out bin Triplets, sooner or later, thank the interrogator They say the nighttime is the right time to take it to the living end I wasn't prepared, I wasn't scared, and it's all paying dividends Famous for the wrong things, anonymous and everything else Yet, it's all a matter of what you wanna do for your health Some will wager and some will prompt If you don't know how to start it, you don't know how to stop it Office hours only with the interrogator Do yourself a favor and go see the interrogator