Piano Wire Number 12

There's a narc, on my block, and he's parked
Near the shade of a cherry tree.
He's coming to beat the truth right out of me,
Like I did you.

The mistakes that I make innocent with the past inability
To function properly, according to the law.

I will take on a name and a face that I borrowed from an ex-fiance
So that I can dodge another conspiracy against me, walk away.

I just don't know where to let it go, let it go
I swear I'm not a psycho.
I just don't know where to let you go, let you go.

So the cops sat me down in a cell and they asked,
"Where the blood came from?".
Stains on my shirt and hands,
I said, "Ask the girl".

So they talked to conclude that my brain isn't screwed on tight enough
This bullshit flawed system is, keeping me from two girls.

Why should I be forced to let you go, let you go.
I'll beat you 'til you love me.

Diabolical hypocrisy is tainting me, but it won't stop me.
First degree charge for criminal battery.
Yeah baby, gotta believe me.
I'll kill you dead before I let you go, let you go.

I'm here all alone, playing cards, reading books,
Serving up my time with a bunch of disgusting pigs, in a county jail.
I will dream of the day they release me out of this malicious place.
And how I dream to see your face, and make you pay for what you've done.