It's a crook in the midst It's her last chance Now I'm falling far behind Let me savor it Where were you at nine o'clock? There's no response Don't know what to do This is just so soon And there's no room You're double booked I can read you As I gaze in I reveal things The truth is hard to hide a bereavement Where were you at nine o'clock? There's no response Don't know what to do This is just so soon And there's no room You're double booked I can read you Coming clean now Flood this dirt with water Now the truth may be hard to find I don't falter Where were you on Friday night? I don't respond just like you do You have a clue I've got no room I'm double booked Are you illiterate?