"Agent 44" lyrics

Agent 44, I'm kneeling on his floor
The gun is in my hands, there's scratches on the door
He's punching out the lights, I'm spittin' in his face
If I fuck him hard enough, he might forget his case
He paid me for the night, oh, stupid, lonely man
I'm suckin' on his thumb, I'm sittin' on his hand
He hates my boring town, I hate his pretty face
But they call the best in when they haven't got a trace

There's markings in the woods, there's antlers in the tree
The hunters' hut burned down, the missing tally three
But I cleaned up my mess, I studied for this shit
Not even late for work, got nothing to admit
The weapon's in the lake, there's chlorine on my hands
I saw this in a film, I think I understand
Oh, pretty little crime, the innocence of girl
The blindness of a man when lust corrupts his world

Slidin' down the pole, think he wants me
Never lose control, but he wants me
And he fucks me like he means it
And he holds me like he needs it

He's watchin' me at work, I'm putting on a show
I try hard not to grin, the shit he doesn't know
He's starting up a brawl 'cause someone tried to touch
And this is when I know I've got him in my clutch
Oh, Agent 44, they'll never suspect me
Oh, I am just a girl, how the fuck can that be?
Hidden in plain view in Walmart lingerie
With motel carpet burns, whatever will they say?