What Jail Is Like – The Afghan WhigsBy I’ll warn you, if corneredI’ll scratch my way out of the penWired, an animalThe claustrophobia beginsYou think I’m scared of girlsWell maybe, but I’m not afraid of youYou wanna scare me then you’ll cling to me no matter what I doTell you a secretWe shared a needle once or twiceI loved her, she loved meWe slept together a couple of timesYou think I’m proud of thisWell maybe, but the shame you never loseInfatuated with a lunatic and cornered by the museAnd it goes down every nightThis must be what jail is really likeAnd I will scratch my way out of this pen, againLonely? Or maybeOr maybe not, it all dependsYour ideal, your imageYour definition of a friendIf what you’re shoveling is companyThen I’d rather be aloneResentment always goesMuch further than it was supposed to goAnd it goes down every nightThis must be what jail is really likeAnd I will scratch my way out of this penAnd I will fall back into it againI’ll warn you, if corneredI’ll scratch my way out of the penWired, an animal www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20