Crime Scene Lyrics

Just past the Interstate, At the end of the road

There's a Radio Shack, Where no one really goes

And behind that there's a hill, that feeds into a stream

That's where I buried your bones

Nadine, Nadine, it's not a crime scene

Cause you were never really alive

But I loved you once, again and again

Those feelings I can not hide

There were so many outfits, from which I could choose

The cheerleader, the stewardess, the waitress, and the muse

And if you ask me about the others, well I'd probably refuse

Some secrets should stay in their tombs

Just past the Interstate, At the end of the road

There's a Radio Shack, Where no one really goes

And behind that there's a hill, that feeds into a stream

That's where I buried your bones

Raylene, Raylene, please don't make a scene

They'll just pump you up with more drugs

And the sky will fall done. The snakes will leave town

And I'll be so lonely again

There were so many outfits, from which I could choose

The cheerleader, the stewardess, the waitress, and the muse

And if you ask me about the others, well I'd probably refuse

Some secrets should stay in their tombs

Just past the Interstate, At the end of the road

There's a Radio Shack, Where no one really goes

And behind that there's a hill, that feeds into a stream

That's where I carried you home

Janine, Janine, the ex-prom queen

You smoked menthol cigarettes

If I stole a kiss

Well I paid it back in spades

I won't see sunrise again

I won't see sunrise again

I won't see sunrise again