The Night in Question

I’ll beg for mercy if you let me
It shouldn’t take too long
You’ve got a lot of cases to get through
I’ll try to keep it moving along
And I know that the dice are loaded
If I were you, then I’d be on your side
Dreaming up all the accusations I won’t deny
And I know that you got your reasons
Though you try so hard to conceal 'em
Whatever they are, well, I hope that they’re better than mine
Don’t try to change their opinion
Once they’ve got the taste of blood
I like the way you point your finger
I like the way you drag my name through the mud
Every alibi a fabrication
Every sigh an admission of guilt
Every apology an invitation to a life of crime
Where were you on the night in question?
Make an example send them a message
You already signed the confession on the dotted line