Running red lights
Pretending I'm not the bad guy
Law abiding when it suits
Taken aback when someone shoots
I wish that you'd have known
The black hole hung like a chandelier
The cap gun and the broken bandolier
I didn't know
I am alone
I can't look you in the eye
I didn't know
The narrow beck running red
The call is thrown, floating like a threat
And eddies like a rowboat made of stone