Used to be a cop, but I got to be too jumpy. I used to like to party till I coughed up half a lung. Sometimes late at night I hear the beat a-bumping I reach for my holster and I wake up all alone.
Used to have a wife but she told me I was crazy. Said she couldn't stand the way I fidget all the time. Sometimes late at night I circle round the house. I look through the windows and I dream that she's still mine.
I got scars on my back from the way my Daddy raised me. I used to have a family until I got divorced. I've gone too far from the things that could save me. I used to be a cop, but they kicked me off the force. I used to be a cop, till they kicked me off the force.
Used to have a car, but the bank came and took it. Paying for a house that that bitch lives in now. Children that we had won't even look at me. Guess there's nothing left to lose, nothing matters anyhow.
Got a scar on my arm from the bullet that once grazed me. I keep it in a box to remind me where I've been. That thin blue line was the only thing that could save me. I used to have a badge but they made me turn it in.
And I used to play football, but I wasn't big enough for college. But I passed the entrance exam first try, and on my way. Police Academy gave me the only thing I was ever good at, but my temper and the shakes, and they took that thing away.
Used to have a wife, but she just couldn't deal with the anger and the tension that was welling inside of me. Sometimes late at night, I circle round the house I look through the window and I remember how it used to be. I look through the windows and I remember how it used to be.