Got a criminal record, I cant cross state lines
First on the bad list, And your last on mine
Looking for a scapegoat, Long past due
Walking down the aisle, Starring straight at you

I still hear him screaming,"Where do i hide?'
And now he asks and i say,"Hury get inside"

He said, She said, No she dont
Be back befor morning, And you know she wont
Well i remember that summer, Like yesterday
And i remember his mother, As he was dragged away

I still hear him screaming,"Where do i hide?"
And now he asks and i say,"Hury get inside"
A whole lot a memory, Yours and not mine
And now he asks and i say,"Hury get inside"

Got a criminal record, I cant cross state lines
First on the bad list, And your last on mine
Looking for a scapegoat, Long past due
Walking down the aisle, Starring straight at you

I still hear him screaming,"Where do i hide?"
And now he asks and i say,"hurry get inside"
A whole lotta memory, Yours and not mine
And now he asks and i say,"hurry get inside"