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Would it kill you to breath easy
Only seventeen miles lay between you and me
I could make it if I had to
I don’t break easily
You’ve got my counsel thick as thieves
If there’s a crime, we’ll keep it secret
For there’s only trace amounts left in your blood

You may be a sinner, but you may be justified

Just keep your mouth shut
Keep your guard up
I swear I’ll make it right

Will it kill me to breath
Not as easy as you think it is
Between you and me
I could fake it if I have to
I don’t break easily
I need your counsel thick as thieves
I have no crime to keep a secret
It was hers it was not mine

Well I may be a sinner, but it wasn’t me this time

Just keep your mouth shut
Keep your guard up
I swear I’ll make it right

Well listen to yourself
There is a hemorrhage in your mouth
It won’t stop bleeding

Well, you may be the traitor
I will hold the smoking gun
You’ll get away clean
I’ll keep your secrets
Till the grave has swallowed me
And I will never tell a tortured soul
That are burning by my side
That I am a sinner, I am a savior, I am alive

So keep your mouth shut
Keep your guard up
I swear I’ll make it right
Would it kill you to breath easy  Only seventeen miles lay between you and me  I could make it if I had to  I don’t break easily  You’ve got my counsel thick as thieves  If there’s a crime, we’ll keep it secret  For there’s only trace amounts left in your blood    You may be a sinner, but you may be justified    Just keep your mouth shut  Keep your guard up  I swear I’ll make it right    Will it kill me to breath  Not as easy as you think it is  Between you and me  I could fake it if I have to  I don’t break easily  I need your counsel thick as thieves  I have no crime to keep a secret  It was hers it was not mine    Well I may be a sinner, but it wasn’t me this time    Just keep your mouth shut  Keep your guard up  I swear I’ll make it right    Well listen to yourself  There is a hemorrhage in your mouth  It won’t stop bleeding    Well, you may be the traitor  I will hold the smoking gun  You’ll get away clean  I’ll keep your secrets  Till the grave has swallowed me  And I will never tell a tortured soul  That are burning by my side  That I am a sinner, I am a savior, I am alive    So keep your mouth shut  Keep your guard up  I swear I’ll make it right