Plainclothes Man — текст песни (Heatmiser)

Youre everybodys second home

Always trying to get me alone

An easy way to lose it all

Always there when all else fails

Over by the west side rails



But I dont really need that now

I never really did anyhow

I only really needed alcohol

Something thatll treat me okay

And wouldnt say the things youd say



Please turn out the light

I get a sick confusion headache trying to figure out whos right



Dreaming on the silver strand

Waking up to plainclothes man

You little bastard, little boy in blue

Someones gonna get to you

And f*** up everything you do



Hes so unhappy inside

Hes serious with everyone

And he thinks hell win you with his angry kiss

Acting like he has no needs

Wanting you to watch him bleed



Made for each other bet you pay me any mind

Just goes to show my continual decline

They say that Ill recover my love of her once in a while

But I dont know

I dont think so



Theres something that Ill tell you now

Now that no one else is around

The sort of lesson that I learned from you

Not quite the way you planned

But I know youll understand



Someone takes a photograph

A picture while their sweetheart laughs

A perfect moment in a flash of light

Counting back from 3 to 1

Thats exactly what youve done



And Im so unsurprised

I remember, I remember why I dream in black & white



Goes to show my continual decline

They say that Ill recover my love of her once in a while

But I dont know

I dont think so

I dont think so