Lloyd Cole

Clearly you can see that I am bleeding
Clearly you can see my clothes are torn
Clearly this demands an explanation
Only I can offer none
My other life
Witnesses have placed me at the crime scene
Forensic evidence concurs
Samples taken from under my fingernails
Support the prosecution's case
My other life
Analysis has failed to find a motive
Hypnotists have failed to beak the code
Journalists are camped out on my doorstep