Alkaline Trio - Private Eye

I dragged this lake looking for corpses


Dusted for prints, pried up the floorboards


Pieces of planes and black box recorders


Don't lie


And I've been preoccupied with these sick, sick senses


That sense DNA on barbed wire fences


Maybe someday I'll find me a suspect


That has no alibi


New Year's Eve was as boring as heaven


I watched flies fuck on channel 11


There was no one to kiss, there was nothing to drink


Except some old rotten milk someone left in the sink


And there's no ring on the phone anymore


There's no reason to call I passed out on the floor


Smoked myself stupid and drank my insides raisin dry


But at the right place at the right time


I'll be dead wrong and you'll be just fine


And I won't have to quit doing fucked up shit


For anyone but me


And at the right place at the right time


It will have been worth it to stand in line


And you won't have to stop


Saying "I love cops" for anyone but me


Your private eye