Black Robe Blues

[Verse 1]
You walked in clean
Sunday shirt
Nervous grin
She walked in cryin’
Practiced shake in her chin
Judge took one look
Gave her halo and a hymn
You never stood a chance
In that cold fluorescent din
[Chorus]
Black robe blues
You’re guilty ‘cause she said so
Twistin’ up the truth
Turnin’ “maybe” into “you know”
She’s dancin’ on the stand
Fake tears on command
You’re payin’ for the past she never faced
Got those black robe blues
For the lies she can’t erase
[Verse 2]
She paints you monster
While she hides her claws
Honey-drippin’ stories
Bleedin’ through the laws
Every word a weapon
Sharpened for the show
She smiles at the verdict
Like you’re someone she don’t know
[Chorus]
Black robe blues
You’re guilty ‘cause she said so
Twistin’ up the truth
Turnin’ “maybe” into “you know”
She’s dancin’ on the stand
Fake tears on command
You’re payin’ for the past she never faced
Got those black robe blues
For the lies she can’t erase
[Bridge]
She ain’t your victim
She’s just wearin’ your chains (hey!)
Signed your name to her anger
Branded you with her pain
One day that mask
Gonna slip in the light
She’ll choke on every story
She rehearsed for tonight
[Chorus]
Black robe blues
You’re guilty ‘cause she said so
Twistin’ up the truth
Turnin’ “maybe” into “you know”
She’s dancin’ on the stand
Fake tears on command
But her demons got her dead in their gaze
You got black robe blues
She got lies for days

rock, Gritty blues-rock with female vocals dripping sarcasm and rage, over overdriven slide guitar and a swampy rhythm section. Verses sit in a low, smoky pocket; choruses explode with distorted power chords, gang shouts, and a sneering lead. Short, snarling guitar fills answer key phrases, bridge drops to half-time stomp then slams back into a final, unhinged chorus., blues, punk blues