CRIME SCENE Lyrics

Winter chill must've froze you out

But I can walk this road with my eyes closed by now

Hoping I'll end up near your house

I'll talk til my voice is rough and ruined

If it keeps you from doing something stupid

Cause I found you with that box of matches just last summer

Your clothes still smell from all the gasoline

Drink in hand, already begging for another

You say "it's fine" with one foot in a crime scene

You're always itching to leave this town

You say you'd buy tickets just to watch it all burn down

But I don't see this as a prison ground

I'd stay here til I was old and grey

If I thought I'd be enough to make you stay

But I saw you parked on the cliff's edge this summer

Even with bruised lips excuses come easily

Now I clean up the mess while you're already making another

You say "it's fine" with one foot in a crime scene

You rip up everything you paint cause the colours aren't quite right

Plan another doomed escape just to try and feel alive

Hug me tight so I can't breathe but then apologise

You mean everything to me, you don't have to look surprised

Your white knuckle grip on the wheel

Drive past the petrol light

Retrace the same roads on old streets you wish you didn't recognise

The pinkish colour of your cheeks

You're a poem I could never write

But I sit in your passenger seat and try

And try

You say "it's fine" with one foot in a crime scene

You say "it's fine" with one foot in a crime scene