his secrets out
the one he locked inside and denied every word about
he's guilty so his story claims
twisting in his seat he repeats alone his name

Counting the woes
between his every line
searchin miles and miles to define
just what it all means

Jimmy
as quiet as a church mouse
painted every graphic scene but with few details
his accomplice had made sure of this
when she sealed it with a bedspring kiss
and when her time had come to go
Jimmy washed the bloodstains form her clothes

but with a needle in his vein
he knew he could not explain
just what it all means