And your eyes are too bloody to see
And you've pulled every punch that you had
But there's one that you need
Then you've waited too long
There's a hole in your heart
And all you've become
Is emotionally over-run
Wishing wells were made to echo a dime
The consequences are you keep on relying
You've become a run and hide refugee
Baby I'm a Cop Stop!
Put up your hands and surrender to me
You're gonne get hooked
If there's anything left I can do
You're already disarmed
It's your lasting alarm I pursue
You can loosen those fists
Come on blow me a kiss
You've been roughed up enough
To deserve some relief from your troubles
So I'm coming in
Otherwise
I would never tell you what to do despite
Any indecision though I know I'm right
Arguing was always my forte
But one thing I can say is
I won't tell you lies
Or treat you like a rental car like other guys
And if you think I'm crazy find an alibi
But you will need some evidence to show