Racing Days - Top Hat Lyrics

I walked until the break of day
The breadcrumbs that would lead the way
They were nowhere to be seen
And I went around with your folded picture
I asked the locals
But they all missed you
Strut through the crime scene
A pawn in a game
But I'm willing to play
Does it make it any worse what you do?
I see him with his arm around you
His top-hat on as you both move through
All the crowd's confusion
And your locket now serves as a noose
You wrap it around me but leave it loose
Force me to chase an illusion
A pawn in a game
But I'm willing to play
Does it make it any worse what you do?