woke up with a cabellero's arm around my neck and I don't know
why we're taken to the adobe jailhouse and in they throw me

the sawdust starts to settle, I look around and I see my fellow cellmate's a young assasin
they've clubbed his feet and he knows he's dying

we didn't try to pretend that we knew how this would end
no we didn't try to pretend that we knew how this would end

they put him down and we hear the echo
my heartbeat changes and I don't know what's on the mind of Policia
or what is next for you and me

the first arrest is always remembered
in a locket you'll wear forever

the first arrest is always remembered
the frist arrest is always remembered