Come collect what's yours
There's so little left to break
I took a little time that I'm confident that I'm made to feel mistakes
A family of broken glass
A writer forgets his past
Relationship that blows
An accidental hole
You're my evidence
You're my evidence
You're my evidence
You're my evidence
Bodies are wrapped around their souls and the city wrapped around those
It became clear to me
And I'm down with it
Freedom of choice is the only gift that a short life needs to show
But I'm here for you
And you're my evidence
You're my evidence
You're my evidence
You're my evidence
Oh and I'm guilty, guilty for it
The bodies are wrapped around their souls and the city wrapped around those
It became clear to me
And I'm down with it
Freedom of choice is the only gift that a short life needs to show
But I'm here for you
You are my evidence
You're my evidence
You're my evidence
You're my evidence
And I'm guilty, guilty for it
(And I'm guilty, guilty, baby)
(And I'm guilty, guilty)
(Guilty, guilty, guilty)
(Guilty, guilty)