The Getaway

Well, this thing that we had built

Was flaying into shreds

It was short and it was dry

Like the hair on a shrunken head

And all the king's men spread the pieces on the floor

By the time they fit together, we had forgotten what they were for

Pretending like she's beautiful in the pictures I can see

But she only picks the good ones

That's more than I can say for me

But that's the way it always starts

Feel like Lily and the Jack of Hearts

Always making out like bandits

'Til you get away and it falls apart

It falls apart

You're always dressed up like a priest

You're always drilling through the wall

Cracking the safe and skipping town

While poor Rosemary takes the fall

You're always looking for the future

Rinsing out the dye

Looking for a moral to the story

That sounded good and happened to rhyme

Rosemary on the gallows

Dressed like nothing's wrong

No funeral, no flowers

For an outlaw in a song

But that's the way it always goes

Feel like Lily and the Jack of Hearts

Always making out like bandits

'Til you get away and it falls apart

It falls apart

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But that's the way it always goes

Feel like Lily and the Jack of Hearts

Always making out like bandits

'Til you get away and it falls apart

It falls apart

That's the way it always goes (that's the way it always goes)

That's the way it always goes (that's the way it always goes)

That's the way it always goes (that's the way it always goes)

Feel like Lily and the Jack of Hearts