Lyrics

You're my innocent,
Girl turned primitive,
Choking me like too much cinnamon,
Be my runaway,
Not my jury day,
Guilt's the price, but how much should I pay?

In the afternoon,
Morning sun and moon,
My phone's got a few missed calls,
And it's you I'm up against,
Round the evidence,
I've made mistakes but you're my worst offense,

How could I not see?
This prison that you've built,
All around me is the innocent guilt,
How could I not see?
The cell that I've been in,
Did my time for you,
And never again,

Midnight alibi,
Found and verified,
Break the law inside your state of mind,
Truth be never told,
I've been getting old,
Since the day that you put my life on hold,