[INSTRUMENTAL — vibraphone and twang riff, bongos setting the 5/4 skip] [VERSE 1 — restrained melodic phrasing, muted brass answering] We stopped above the highway at a motel with no sign Eli slept, Mara sat up, I couldn't close my eyes The morning news had Voss's books on every channel now They said his case was finished and Eli's would be reviewed [CHORUS — quiet tense hook, vibraphone sparkling] The last person lying The last person lying Wasn't Voss, wasn't Kell It was me this time [VERSE 2 — slower vocal, guitar curling around the lines] I told her I had driven on the night they took Eli I didn't know her brother then, I only knew the job Voss said leave him at the warehouse and I left him there I heard the sirens coming and I drove away [PRE-CHORUS — rising melody, strings tightening] One look from Mara One look from Eli One little secret Three years wide [CHORUS — quiet tense hook, vibraphone sparkling] The last person lying The last person lying Wasn't Voss, wasn't Kell It was me this time [INSTRUMENTAL — swirling phaser guitar solo, vibraphone trading bars] [VERSE 3 — vulnerable vocal, bongos keeping the spring] She asked me when I knew him; I said only when she said his name She asked me why I waited; I said, "I was to blame" She said, "You had a hundred", I said, "I used none" Eli woke and heard what I'd done [CHORUS — quiet tense hook, vibraphone sparkling] The last person lying The last person lying Wasn't Voss, wasn't Kell It was me this time [BRIDGE — vocal close, bass and muted brass tiptoeing] She didn't slap me, didn't shout, she just went outside Eli asked me if I'd seen his face that night I said, "You looked frightened", he said, "I was" We sat with that [VERSE 4 — warm but wounded vocal, strings opening] At dawn she came back for the brown bag and the lawyer's cash She said, "We're seeing him at nine, don't make me ask" I said, "I'll drive", she said, "I know" It wasn't forgiveness [CHORUS — fullest hook, brass and strings joining] The last person lying The last person lying Wasn't Voss, wasn't Kell It was me this time [OUTRO — vibraphone fading into swirling guitar] The last person lying The last person lying No more clean stories Just the drive
