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