I heard you're having trouble in St. Louis

From the look of it, it seems you kind of blew it

Well how could I grow tired of being useless

When the more I work, the more I seem to lose it

This could be the life inside of you

This could be the life



Please God, I never really wanted you to stop

I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought

And then I thought



Are you growing tired of my excuses

They're the only thing I have to get me through this

Well it's like you said five years ago

The more you live, the more you should know

That's how it's supposed to go

This could be the life inside of you

This could be the life



Please God, I never really wanted you to stop

I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought

Than I thought



So are you having trouble in St. Louis

From the look of it I'd say you really blew it

Blew it



So please God, I never really wanted you to stop

I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought

I said lease God, I never really wanted you to stop

I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought

Than I thought