Answer - The Hour

I’ve done my time, paid my way

Through all the phone calls we made

Running a lie that she’s gone

Throw my god away now she’s done

Cutting the wires with her love

Thought she knew me but she’s wrong

Thought I was the Saint that I was

But I was locked up all along

Don’t be my judge

Once you’ve worked me out

Doesn’t really matter What I did wrong

If I did right by you

Does it really matter

How long I’m gone

If I come back for you

You’ve got it all tied up

But you’re misunderstood

Doesn’t really matter What I did wrong

If I did it for you

I gave my word, gave my oath

Or was it that the marks that I boast

Now Strangers will listen to us

Tomorrows talked out by a hunch

I did it i did, it all

Another scratch clawed on the wall

Rumours engrave the bottle

I did it I did it all

Don’t be my judge

Once you’ve worked me out

Mid 8

All I need is my alibi, my truth x2