Backseat Alibis

Blood on my white tee

You keep blowin’ up my phone

Baby mom at the front door yellin’

“Where you been? You ain’t come home”

Gunpowder on my conscience

Hands shakin’ while I twist this smoke

You askin’ why I’m breathin’ heavy

I just laugh it off like it’s a joke

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I’ve been livin’ in these lies

You say “tell me where you were”

I just stare and improvise

All this fightin’ in the kitchen

All these visions in my eyes

You want a father for that child

I’m just married to the crime

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Backseat alibis

You throw plates, I dodge questions

You say “he needs a better man”

I see bottles on the carpet

Tiny shoes by the TV stand

Our boy sleepin’ in the bedroom

While we spit venom in the hall

You say “one day he’ll be just like you”

That line cut deeper than them all

Backseat alibis

I’ve been livin’ in these lies

You say “tell me where you were”

I just stare and improvise

All this fightin’ in the kitchen

All these visions in my eyes

You want a father for that child

I’m just married to the crime

Backseat alibis

Backseat alibis

Sirens in my skull again (woah)

You hold his hand, you shut the door

Say “choose us or choose that life”

My silence answers you once more

Backseat alibis

I’ve been livin’ in these lies

You say “tell me where you were”

I just stare and improvise

All this fightin’ in the kitchen

All these visions in my eyes

You want a father for that child

I’m just married to the crime

Backseat alibis

Backseat alibis