NIGHT IN JAIL

Tear stained mess Crying in my arms again But she finally left it behind Smoking gun In the boxes with all of her stuff And a thousand warning signs She was looking for silver linings in a blown up mine Yeah she left with grace but the road I take won't be so high If I see you in the street You better start running Or I might just spend the night in jail Blood on my hands but you had it coming I won’t pretend I wish you well Maybe you can call me karma Call me whatever you wanna But if I see you in the street You better start running Or I might just spend the night in jail There's no saving face Just sleeping in the bed that you made And your talk’s too cheap this time She was looking for silver linings in a blown up mine Yeah she left with grace but the road I take won't be so high If I see you in the street You better start running Or I might just spend the night in jail Blood on my hands but you had it coming I won’t pretend I wish you well Maybe you can call me karma Call me whatever you wanna But if I see you in the street You better start running Or I might just spend the night in jail We don’t make excuses for mediocre men I promise that it's not her fault if they find him dead ""I'm just kidding"" But if I see you in the street You better start running Or I might just spend the night in jail Blood on my hands but you had it coming I won’t pretend I wish you well Maybe you can call me karma Call me whatever you wanna But if I see you in the street You better start running Or I might just spend the night in jail