Murderer Songtext
von Charming Disaster

The air is still
The moon a yellow fingernail
It smells like gin beneath the junipers
A scraping sound
Shovel in the muddy ground
I hope you thought to bring a change of shoes

Listen dear
We have a situation here
Someone′s picking up what we put down
Oh my word
I got it from a little bird
It might be better if we're not around

Murderer
Whatcha gonna do
I′m a murderer too
Murderer
Say it 'cause it's true
You′re a murderer too


Your pouty lip
Chewing on a fingertip
A troubled look across your face
Narrow squint
Did we wipe the fingerprints
How can be sure that we left no trace

Murderer
Whatcha gonna do
I′m a murderer too
Murderer
Say it 'cause it′s true
You're a murderer too

Sin or crime
I think we might have crossed a line
I fear my dear there is no turning back
Do you recall the moment when we lost it all
A clenched fist gone slack

Murderer
Whatcha gonna do
I′m a murderer too
Murderer
Say it 'cause it′s true
You're a murderer too