The Last Place They Would Look Lyrics - The Boxmasters - The Boxmasters

Stealing cars and doing dope 

Not necessarily in that order 

Has been my life since we last spoke 

Before I headed south of the border 

When we fell apart I fell apart 

I'm not sue I know myself these days 

I'm outlawed now there's no fresh start 

This running games my live not just a phase 

So I was thinking the other day 

Maybe you could let me off the hook 

And from what you told the law before 

I'm sure home is the last place they would look 

Let me come home, old friend, let me come home 

Let me come home, old friend, let me come home 

Since you're the one who helped them throw down the book 

I'm sure your bed is the last place they would look 

I carried you you carried me 

We never felt the burden that was our way 

Back before my jealousy got heavy 

And you left me where I lay 

I know I killed your soul 

And it must sound like I'm asking for the sky 

I'm desperate for the truth be told 

My head's that high my fear's about that wide 

And I was thinking about some way 

To buy a little time for this old crook 

And from what you told the law before 

I'm sure home is the last place they would look