I´ve known you since Brad and Angelina
We go back like Pontiac seats
If I got an aisle with a mess I gotta clean up
I know you´ll be showin´ up with bleach
All those names that we don´t ever speak of

Got a couple nights that have slipped my mind
Proof and photographs have been deleted
If you ever needed an alibi

´Cause dirt on you is dirt on me
And we both know our hands ain´t clean
If it all blows up and we end up on the news
If you go down, I´m goin´ down too

It´s a good thing we´re each other´s kinda crazy
Ain´t no judgment or keepin´ score
If you rob a bank, I´m your getaway Mercedes
God knows that´s what friends are for

´Cause dirt on you is dirt on me
And we both know our hands ain´t clean
If it all blows up and we end up on the news
If you go down, I´m goin´ down too

If you do down, I´m goin´ down too, yeah

I keep all your secrets by the dozen
You know where my skeletons sleep
Hypothetically, if you ever kill your husband
Hand on the Bible, I´d be lyin´ through my teeth

´Cause dirt on you is dirt on me
And we both know our hands ain´t clean
If it all blows up and we end up on the news
If you go down, I´m goin´ down too
Our bodies are buried and they´re in the same ditch
So even if I wanted to, I can´t snitch
Thirty to life would go quicker with you, yeah
So if you go down, I´m goin´ down too
If you go down, I´m goin´ down too
If you go down, I´m goin´ down too