Somewhere in the distance I can hear "Who Shot Sam?". This is my conviction that I am an innocent man. Though you say I'm unkind. I'm being as nice as I can. Boys everywhere fumbling with the catches. I struck lucky with motel matches. Falling for you without a second look. Falling out of your open pocketbook. Giving you away like motel matches. I wake with the siren in an emergency. Though your mind is full of love. In your eyes there is a vacancy. And you know what I'll do. When the light outside changes from red to blue. Chorus.