Verse 1 There’s a cop car parked outside my apartment Two doors down from where it happened They’ve got the tape strung up between the lampposts Like streamers for a party no one’s coming to I keep the curtains mostly closed But not enough to keep the blue lights out Chorus And I keep the truth folded small in my pocket It burns through the fabric when I walk If I ever let it out, it might start talking And I’m not ready for what it’s got Verse 2 The neighbor’s been standing in the hall for hours Pretending to fix the lock on his door But I can see his hands are shaking Like he knows more than he’s willing to admit There’s a stain on the sidewalk that the rain won’t touch And we all take the long way around it Chorus And I keep the truth folded small in my pocket It burns through the fabric when I walk If I ever let it out, it might start talking And I’m not ready for what it’s got Bridge Last night I heard footsteps on the roof Slow, deliberate, like they were counting I held my breath until they stopped But I never heard them leave Outro There’s a cop car parked outside my apartment And I’m trying not to look too interested
