Plead the 5th

One white car in my drive

Two men in blue underneath my porch light Three hard knocks on my door

Four miles to straighten my story before

I’m in that chair

Silver cuffs on my hands

And they got some questions ‘bout a missing man

I plead the fifth

I’ve learned how to be quiet

Since he put a ring on my hand

I plead the fifth

Yeah he’s somewhere lyin

No he never was a good man

Ain’t sayin I didn’t

Ain’t sayin I did

I ain’t saying nothing, im biting my lip Yeah I plead the fifth

One rose for every black eye

I heard “I’m sorry” too many times

Three years I didn’t speak up

So for one more day I can keep my mouth shut

Ain’t saying I didn’t

Ain’t saying I did

Whatever he got

He had coming, coming for him