Broadway and Hurst

I'd like to introduce myself, I'm Nicholas Foster
I'm not the best looking guy you'll find
But I enjoy Kamel Reds and a good piece of Bocelli
And when I've had a few too many, I do things I regret
So I walked over to the bar to meet my friend
<i>Hey, Foster</i>
Yup, that's Mikey, pint in hand
Looking for any mischief he can find
<i>What's been up, mother fucker
I haven't seen you in ages</i>
I knew I shouldn't, but temptation got the best of me
Why do I do all these things to hurt you
<i>Foster, hear that asshole
His name's Ray
He says he's been seeing your lady in an intimate way
Says he beats her up, he says he treats her like a whore
He says he spits in her face, then she comes back for more
It's a lie, nonsense
He's full of shit
Mother fucker would be lucky if he could find his dick</i>
I was going to let it slide, turn the other cheek
But I overheard the bastard as he started to speak
<i>Got a new bitch, been a slut for a time
She was Foster's once, but now she's mine
And that poor old fuck
Heh, he doesn't even have a clue</i>
I'm going to kill him
Why do I do all these things to hurt you
Why do I hurt you, oh
Why do I do all these things to hurt you
Why do I hurt you, oh
Followed the fuck as he went to take a piss
Crept into the alley, fingers turned to fists
Stayed silent with my hands around his neck
I looked into his face and sunk the glass into his breast
A surge of blood, a moment passed
I couldn't think, I couldn't move
With every second waiting
There was something they could prove
Smiled, felt relief as his breath became shy
His body lay limp, I had taken his life
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
<i>Oh, fuck
What have I done
There's blood everywhere, look at all this blood
Oh, God
I wonder how much money's in his wallet
How am I going to get away with this</i>
So I woke up like it was any other Sunday
I had me a cup of black coffee, read the paper
And had one of me favorite fags
Felt right as rain, until the phone rang
<i>Hello
Hello, Nicholas Foster
Who is this
This is Officer Sloan from the police department
Oh, Officer Sloan-
Where were you on the night of the 31st
I was... I happened to be-
Happened to be at a pub at Broadway and Hurst
No, I wasn't there, actually-
Do you know Ray Wells
Um, Ray Wells, Ray Wells
Doesn't ring any bells
The 31st I was out of town
Yeah, th-that's right, on business in fact
You see, I was with my bird, we're in love
Well, thank you for your time
I hate to bother you</i>
And they bought it
<i>Who is it
Freeze, mother fucker
I didn't do anything
Face on the floor
I'm innocent
I'm not getting on the floor
You shit murderer
You murdered someone and you know it
I didn't do anything
I'm innocent
We know it, and you know it
I didn't do anything
And you're gonna spend the rest of your life in prison paying for it</i>