I've known you since
Brad and Angelina
We go back like
Pontiac seats
If I got an aisle with a
mess I gotta clean up
I know you'll be
showin' up with bleach hm
All those names that
we don't ever speak of
Got a couple nights that have
slipped my mind
Proof and photographs
have been deleted
If you ever needed an alibi
'Cause dirt on you is
dirt on me
And we both know our
hands ain't clean
If it all blows up
And we end up on the news
If you go down
I'm goin' down too
It's a good thing we're each
other's kinda crazy
Ain't no judgment or
keepin' score
If you rob a bank
I'm your getaway Mercedes
God knows that's what
friends are for
'Cause dirt on you is
dirt on me
And we both know our
hands ain't clean
If it all blows up
And we end up on the news
If you go down
I'm goin' down too
If you do down
I'm goin' down too yeah
I keep all your
secrets by the dozen
You know where my
skeletons sleep
Hypothetically
If you ever kill your husband
Hand on the Bible
I'd be lyin' through my teeth
'Cause dirt on you is
dirt on me
And we both know our
hands ain't clean
If it all blows up
And we end up on the news
If you go down
I'm goin' down too
Our bodies are buried and
they're in the same ditch
So even if I wanted to
I can't snitch
Thirty to life would go
quicker with you yeah
So if you go down
I'm goin' down too
If you go down
I'm goin' down too
If you go down
I'm goin' down too