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.