We had nothing to do with what he did;
I don't even know that kid
But as you drive us home
It's clear that it's us that you suspect
And it's kind of sad
'Cause it's the last thing I'd ever defend

And if I'm so mean
Listen to yourself next time you speak
I haven't even seen you in months

Decorations lay there
Broken in the street
Oh my God, I swear it wasn't me
Decorations lay there
Broken in the streets
Oh my God, you don't even know me