This is how the bottle breaks against the wall
This is how we hold back our blood with our sleeves
One, two, lift the receiver
Three, four, yes you remember
One, two, three, break down the door
And five, six, seven, eight
They’ll arrive too late if you choke
So lower your voice, what will the neighbors think
When your car is gone?
Look low, watch the ground, keep suspicion down
They won’t know a thing if you keep this in your confidence
Make sure the doors are latched
Close the blinds tightly
Closely, now, we can’t make any more mistakes
What did you think was going to happen?
You really think you’re in the clear?
Nobody ever gets away with it
Your story’s trite and trivial