Sondre Lerche - Bad Law lyrics

Bad Law My baby surrendered to fate And I couldn't even say how I felt later on that evening Stating my name to the officer's aide was in vain ! Cause I knew they were out to get me Place four of five fingers flat on a sticky plastic bat Scan my blue bloodshot eyes for the history of my trials When crimes are pa**ionate can love be separate? En route to my cell I retraced every step and found a way to redact and retell my story No evidence and no witness to summon or finesse I confess, it all sounds unlikely A sweaty, paranoid palm pressed against a leathered wall The law in all its flaws, me in an oversized overall ! When crimes are pa**ionate can love be separate? Baby it's a bad, bad law ! It's a bad, bad law, Geronimo Baby it's a bad, bad law ! It's a bad, bad law, Geronimo! I straddled out on the stand My defense scrawled on my hand k**ed time and time again but then I lost again When crimes are pa**ionate can love be separate?