[Verse 1] I can't see straight I ball my hands into fists Electric current, but I guess I should get used to it This city won't let you care for a goddamn thing [Verse 2] Windows out, gla** on ground If no one is watching, then this won't make a sound The frequent frequencies I left behind are someone else's now [Chorus] I know it's late, but I'm all out of trust f**ing pigs, report worthless Brent, for what? [Verse 3] Collective effort, systematic winners Working cycles of climbing that shift and determine luck Criminal minds, sentimental reminders of Cla** action force working weekends in Wicker Park [Chorus] I know it's late, but I'm all out of trust f**ing ba*tards, report worthless Brent, for what? [Bridge] Two times in two months Flashing lights, handcuffs Useless tools to choose For useless tools in blue [Verse 4] I can't see straight I ball my hands into fists Electric current, but I guess I should get used to it This city won't let you forget a goddamn thing