Yeah, I'd give this last wrinkled dollar

In my pocket that I earned

With a hammer and vice

If I could undo some things

And grow me some wings

Fly out of this quarter tonight.

Yeah, tonight, every man with a tv

Is seeing a man with my clothes and my face

In the last thirty minutes

I've gone from a person of interest

To a full-blown manhunt underway.

I did what I did

I have no regrets

When you cross the line

You get what you get.

Tonight, a bleeding memory

Is tomorrow's guilty vein

Your auburn hair on a faraway sea wall

Screams across the pontchartrain

I'm haunted by headlights

And a crescent city breeze

One wrong turn on bourbon

Cuts like the knives of new orleans.

I'm a ghost dodging bullets

In all of these alleys

Just looking for my getaway keys

Wrapped up in the night

Hiding out in plain sight

But this grip's getting tight around me.

Ain't no getting out

That I can see

They'll take me dead

If they ever take me.

Tonight, a bleeding memory

Is tomorrow's guilty vein

Your auburn hair on a faraway sea wall

Screams across the pontchartrain

I'm haunted by headlights

And a crescent city breeze

One wrong turn on bourbon

Cuts like the knives of new orleans

Of new orleans.

What I wouldn't do

For just one more kiss

I'm all out of time

Honey, it's come down to this.

I'm haunted by your hazel eyes

And this crescent city breeze

One wrong turn on bourbon

Cuts like the knives of new orleans

Of new orleans.

I did what I did

I did what I did

I did what I did

I did what I did.