Yeah, I'd give this last wrinkled dollar in my pocket that I earned With a hammer and vice
If I could undo some things and grow me some wings, fly out of this quarter tonight
Yeah, tonight, every man with a TV is seeing a man with my clothes and my face
In the last thirty minutes I've gone from a person of interest to a full-blown manhunt underway
I did what I did, I have no regrets
When you cross the line, you get what you get
Tonight, a bleeding memory is tomorrow's guilty vein
Your auburn hair on a faraway sea wall, screams across the Pontchartrain
I'm haunted by headlights and a Crescent City breeze
One wrong turn on Bourbon cuts like the knives of New Orleans
I'm a ghost dodging bullets in all of these alleys just looking for my getaway keys
Wrapped up in the night, hiding out in plain sight but this grip's getting tight around me
Ain't no getting out that I can see
They'll take me dead, if they ever take me
Tonight, a bleeding memory is tomorrow's guilty vein
Your auburn hair on a faraway sea wall, screamin' 'cross the Pontchartrain
I'm haunted by headlights and a Crescent City breeze
One wrong turn on Bourbon cuts like the knives of New Orleans
What I wouldn't do for just one more kiss
I'm all out of time, Honey, it's come down to this
I'm haunted by your hazel eyes and this Crescent City breeze
One wrong turn on Bourbon cuts like the knives of New Orleans
I did what I did
I did what I did
I did what I did