Fingerprints
Rose Falcon
I know the password to your voicemail, I check it everyday
Swear up and down I do it purely out of curiosity
I got somebody new, he’s good to me, he’s really a nice guy,
But I been accused of lovin’ you and I don’t have an alibi
I can feel you, I can smell you, I can taste you on my lips
I may have washed my hands but I’m still dirty with the evidence
I still bleed you, I still breathe you,
I can’t prove my innocence
I’m covered in your Fingerprints
He found your picture in my wallet; I forgot that it was there
He found your tee shirt in my closet, think it hurt him, it’s not fair
I turn away, I feel so guilty I can’t look him in the eye
Should I confess, should I come clean, would it be kinder just to lie?
I can feel you, I can smell you, I can taste you on my lips
I may have washed my hands but I’m still dirty with the evidence
I still bleed you, I still breathe you,
I can’t prove my innocence
I’m covered in your Fingerprints…your Fingerprints
In this prison, there’s no chains
But some how I still can’t escape…
I can feel you, I can smell you, I can taste you on my lips
I can feel you, I can smell you, I can taste you on my lips
I may have washed my hands but I’m still dirty with the evidence
I still bleed you, I still breathe you,
I can’t prove my innocence
I’m covered in your Fingerprints…your Fingerprints
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