| Song | Getting Away With Murder |
| Artist | Sahara Hotnights |
| Album | What If Leaving Is A Loving Thing |
| The sound of his name | |
| Won’t make music today | |
| So I, picture his face | |
| To see if the colours have fade | |
| Guess I know how he feels | |
| Wasn’t for my fingers | |
| Dirty now | |
| Don’t wanna know what it means | |
| When your baby slips your mind | |
| I’m getting away with murder | |
| I’m gonna hide and nothing can hurt and (and if I’ll ever be found) | |
| If I’ll ever be found | |
| I’ll say I’m not who you’re looking for | |
| I’ll be in denial say | |
| I’m not the one anymore | |
| And when the famous words getting harder to write | |
| And you don’t need his hands for passion tonight | |
| A first time | |
| I forgot ignoring every warning sign | |
| But now I know what it means | |
| When your baby slips your mind | |
| I’m getting away with murder | |
| I’m gonna hide and nothing can hurt and (and if I’ll ever be found) | |
| If I’ll ever be found | |
| I’ll say I’m not who you’re looking for | |
| I’ll be in denial say | |
| I’m not the one anymore | |
| If I’ll ever be found | |
| I’ll say I’m not who you’re looking for | |
| I’ll be in denial say | |
| I’m not the one anymore | |
| Yeah, I’ll be denial say | |
| I’m not the one for you now more | |
| The sound of his name | |
| Won’t make music today | |
| So I, I picture his face | |
| To see if the colours have fade | |
| Don’t wanna know what it means | |
| When your baby slips your mind | |
| When your baby slips your mind | |
| When your baby slips your mind |
| The sound of his name | |
| Won' t make music today | |
| So I, picture his face | |
| To see if the colours have fade | |
| Guess I know how he feels | |
| Wasn' t for my fingers | |
| Dirty now | |
| Don' t wanna know what it means | |
| When your baby slips your mind | |
| I' m getting away with murder | |
| I' m gonna hide and nothing can hurt and and if I' ll ever be found | |
| If I' ll ever be found | |
| I' ll say I' m not who you' re looking for | |
| I' ll be in denial say | |
| I' m not the one anymore | |
| And when the famous words getting harder to write | |
| And you don' t need his hands for passion tonight | |
| A first time | |
| I forgot ignoring every warning sign | |
| But now I know what it means | |
| When your baby slips your mind | |
| I' m getting away with murder | |
| I' m gonna hide and nothing can hurt and and if I' ll ever be found | |
| If I' ll ever be found | |
| I' ll say I' m not who you' re looking for | |
| I' ll be in denial say | |
| I' m not the one anymore | |
| If I' ll ever be found | |
| I' ll say I' m not who you' re looking for | |
| I' ll be in denial say | |
| I' m not the one anymore | |
| Yeah, I' ll be denial say | |
| I' m not the one for you now more | |
| The sound of his name | |
| Won' t make music today | |
| So I, I picture his face | |
| To see if the colours have fade | |
| Don' t wanna know what it means | |
| When your baby slips your mind | |
| When your baby slips your mind | |
| When your baby slips your mind |