A.C. Newman - The Changeling (Get Guilty) lyrics

It's not war, it's more like a warning There with front row tickets to the public burning Found in the strip search, the skins have beaten the shirts Love will travel, yeah, let's say it will We know where it goes, you know the drill Get guilty, kid Get guilty, go With the same cruel sense of humor that you came with With the same cruel sense of humor that you came with Change your mind Change your mind She kissed the back of my hand and she smiled Walked away whispering into the wild Get guilty, kid Get guilty, go With the same cruel sense of humor that you came with With the same cruel sense of humor that you came with Change your mind Change your mind And I will die with my foot in my mouth More magnetic if anything because I had to Get guilty, kid Get guilty, go With the same cruel sense of humor that I came with With the same cruel sense of humor that I came with Change your mind Change your mind Change your mind Change your mind