This is the last window sill
This was the last burglary
We live this priceless live and you've been had by me
My day is over now
Those good years pass you by
and all that's left now is the question why
Crime was a sweet escape
We might as well give up
This is the end of the road
Who could ever take your place?
Who could ever say this wasn't us?
When you say you want to quit
I dont' know how things could change
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