Top Hat

I walked until the break of day The breadcrumbs that would lead the way They were nowhere to be seen And I went around with your folded picture I asked the locals But they all missed you Strut through the crime scene A pawn in a game But I'm willing to play Does it make it any worse what you do? I see him with his arm around you His top-hat on as you both move through All the crowd's confusion And your locket now serves as a noose You wrap it around me but leave it loose Force me to chase an illusion A pawn in a game But I'm willing to play Does it make it any worse what you do?