LYRIC

Hide the witness inside a desert in
So much blood is still stained on her skin
She told a half-truth, well that was all it took
Immunity, the only word she understood

so far away from the Vegas in her mind
soon enough she'll have to swear and testify
Comin' home
She's comin' home

Those who knew her said she got it from her dad
The kind of charm to soften even the hardest man
Fell in to a crowd that cut you quick
There's so much money lyin' around it can make you rich

Back in jail I had the guts to take that chance
Hid it all underneath the Cosmopolitan
Comin' home
She's comin' home

Whoa, oh
Oh!

A score like that sure enough would have its price
You fuck with a dealer, get the reg, get the knife
Cold case from the DEA, the bugs were runnin' flat
Too much heat goin' in her face, she tucked tail, she turned red

No sign or warning, sure enough they seal her fate
Stepped out on the baclony, took a bullet in the face!
Comin' home
She's comin' home

Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!

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