Last night never happened to me
I'll give rain as testimony
I figured I'd caught you
By the look in your eye
In the middle of a lie
And judging by the document's draft date
Lie low cry late
A suit and a tie will never act as means
To coerce me into wavering
I'll sign off
It's a pity you keep from crying
I'm crossed
With the ink on the page still drying
While the ink on the page still dries
If you were a genuine theif
A feeling of relief would come over me
I tell the whole thing and you don't even flinch
Prepared to fist fight over every inch
And I've got nothing you can take
That you didn't stand over me as i made
But told from birth by your fate line down
This will only run you back into the ground
I'll sign off
It's a pity you keep from crying
I'm crossed
With the ink on the page still drying
While the ink on the page still dries
With the ink on the page still drying
While the ink on the page still dries
Tonight is my night to howl
Now that all of the truth's come out
I'll sign off
It's a pity you keep from crying
I'm crossed
With the ink on the page still drying
While the ink on the page still dries
With the ink on the page still drying
While the ink on the page dries
