In the back of the van I paid for on my last line of credit
In the back of my mind there's a trapdoor to the place that we left it
With my forehead to the frosted glass at half-past eleven
If I said I was coming home now
Would you even let me?
Had it in my palm
Heard it burst before I felt it go off like a bomb
'Cause I played God and I lost (ah-yeah)
Careened into a brick wall, ooh-hoo
Murder by missed call (ah-yeah)
It was an inside job (it was an inside job)
Staring blank at a silver screen
Just hindsight to turn to
I see a burning bridge from my point of view
And I really don't blame you
My eyes have never worked right
The light is always bleeding
I turn away from anything bright
Swear the darkness never leaves me
Had it in my palm
Heard it burst before I felt it go off like a bomb
'Cause I played God and I lost (ah-yeah)
Careened into a brick wall (a brick wall, ooh-hoo)
Murder by missed call (ah-yeah)
It was an inside job (it was an inside job, ah-yeah)
'Cause I played God and I lost (ah-yeah)
Careened into a brick wall, ooh-hoo
Murder by missed call (ah-yeah)
It was an inside job (it was an inside job, ah-yeah)
(Ah-yeah)
It was an inside job
It was an inside job