NYPD Blues

I feel you over my shoulder
 Whatever I do
 And now I know what everyone knows
 My family and friends always hated you
 Say you got your reasons
 To mess with my freedom
 Might as well roll up in black and white
 Flashing lights
 You know I'm right
 Cause that's how you treat me
 Like you're the police
 I try to not try but I'm not getting through
 And who do I call when my problem is you
 Every time I need saving it's always from you
 Every time I try to change it
 You lock me up and throw the key
 Well over my dead body babe
 Always on my ass about something
 Never satisfied
 You stole my money, my gun
 Am I guilty or are you the liar
 How do you sleep at night
 Knowing the things that you do