Lyric What Jail Is Like

I ll warn you, if cornered, I ll scratch my way out of the pen
Wired, an animal
The claustrophobia begins
You think I m scared of girls
Well maybe
But I m not afraid of you
You want to scare me then you ll cling to me no matter what I do
Tell you a secret
They shared a needle once or twice
I loved her, she loved me
We slept together a couple of times
You think I m proud of this
Well maybe
But the shame you never lose
Infatuated with a lunatic and cornered by the muse
And it goes down every night
This must be what jail is really like
And I will scratch my way out of this pen, again

Lonely?
Maybe
Or maybe not
It all depends
Your ideal, your image
Your definition of a friend
If what you re shoveling is company
Then I d rather be alone
Resentment always goes much further than it was supposed to go