Idle Threat
Created | Updated Jul 8, 2007
Would come down here'n destroy you."
If it's an idle threat tha'll get me by,
It's an idle threat I'll use.
I will walk out of my prison with my hands behind my back,
Waiting for my taxi cab to come,
If you stay here just to give my wait a little company,
I'll count you as not as bad as some.
I'll wait for you when they take me to,
My dusty cell once more,
For I know now you'd visit me long
After they lock the door.
It is you who now knows the truth,
It's you who can testify.
You now become my best witness,
Or it's you who'll let me die.