I dragged this lake looking for corpses
  Dusted for prints, pried up the floorboards
  Pieces of planes and black box recorders
  Don't lie
  And I've been preoccupied with these sick, sick senses
  That sense DNA on barbed wire fences
  Maybe someday I'll find me a suspect
  That has no alibi
  New Year's Eve was as boring as heaven
  I watched flies fuck on channel 11
  There was no one to kiss, there was nothing to drink
  Except some old rotten milk someone left in the sink
  And there's no ring on the phone anymore
  There's no reason to call I passed out on the floor
  Smoked myself stupid and drank my insides raisin dry
  But at the right place at the right time
  I'll be dead wrong and you'll be just fine
  And I won't have to quit doing fucked up shit
  For anyone but me
  And at the right place at the right time
  It will have been worth it to stand in line
  And you won't have to stop
  Saying "I love cops" for anyone but me
  Your private eye