I've got the files
And I've got the proof
Got a chest and head full of wounds
Only you, me, and God know the truth
And we're on to you
'Cause what you left dead won't stay that way
When you bury it down in a 6 inch grave
Better cover your face, better change your name
'Cause you fled the scene, but you're not getting away
You broke in uninvited
Shoved that knife through my heart
Then turned around
And somehow, you threw down the victim card
Thought you cleaned up the evidence
Turns out you're not that slick
'Cause you're walkin' around like an innocent man
But you've got blood on your hands
You can try
Try to rinse your sins down the sink
But there's not enough bleach you can drink
To wash your stains
Your slate
Yeah, I know everything
Send it all down, baby, down that drain
'Cause dirty runs deep in your DNA
Better cover your face, better change your name
'Cause you fled the scene, but you're not getting away
You broke in uninvited
Shoved that knife through my heart
Then turned around
And somehow you threw down the victim card
Thought you cleaned up the evidence
Turns out you're not that slick
'Cause you're walkin' around like an innocent man
But you've got blood on your hands
I've got the files
And I've got your number
Yeah, I've got the files
Oh, what a bummer
Better run, motherfucker
You broke in uninvited
Shoved that knife through my heart
Then turned around
And somehow you threw down the victim card
Thought you cleaned up the evidence
Turns out you're not that slick
'Cause you're walkin' around like an innocent man
But you've got blood on your hands
You've got blood on your hands
