Crossed Confessions

Where were you on the night of the fourth?

(speak up) Your alibi is heading straight north

We found a glove and a key at the scene So don't

lie to me,

keep your story clean

Just sign the paper and write down the name

Under the light, the truth starts to bend

Who is the foe

and who

is the friend?

Clock on the wall is ticking away

Nothing is quite what it seems today (tick tock,

tick tock)

Detective, your timeline is beautifully written

But you missed the hand that was holding the mitten

I wasn't the runner,

I set up the snare And look at the badge that you're

trying to wear (hahaha)

It's my name on that warrant,

you got it confused

I'm

the chief of police,

you're the one who is accused (gotcha)