歌詞

I dragged this lake looking for corpses Dusted for prints, pried up the floorboards Pieces of planes and black box recorders Don't lie (Don't lie) And I've been preoccupied with these sick, six senses That sense DNA on barbed wire fences Maybe someday I'll find me a suspect That has no alibi And New Year's Eve was as boring as heaven I watched flies fuck on channel 11 There was no one to kiss, There's nothing to drink Except some old rotten milk someone left in the sink There's no ring, there's no ring on the phone anymore There's no reason to call, I passed out on the floor Smoked myself stupid and drank my insides raisin dry But at the right place, at the right time I'll be dead wrong and you'll be just fine Won't have to quit doing fucked up shit For anyone but me At the right place, at the right time It will be worth it to stand in line You won't have to stop, saying, "I love cops" For anyone but me, your private eye I dragged this lake looking for corpses Dusted for prints, pried up the floorboards Pieces of planes and black box recorders Don't lie (Don't lie) I've been preoccupied with these sick, six senses That sense DNA on barbed wire fences Maybe someday, I'll find me a suspect That has no alibi At the right place, at the right time I'll be dead wrong and you'll be just fine Won't have to quit doing fucked up shit For anyone but me At the right place, at the right time It will have been worth it to stand in line You won't have to stop, saying, "I love cops" For anyone but me, your private eye Your private eye And at the right place, at the right time I'll be dead wrong, you'll be just fine Won't have to quit doing fucked up shit For anyone but me At the right place, at the right time It will have been worth it to stand in line You won't have to stop, saying "I love cops" For anyone but me, your private eye
Writer(s): Matt Skiba, Daniel Andriano, Derek Grant, Matthew Thomas Skiba Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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