I did my bit inside the Big House
Now I’m just living in denial
I used to think that I would run so far from there
I got as far as seven miles

They say I’m free, but what’s become of me
I found the world has passed me by
And so I wait, outside those heavy gates
Maybe I’m just better back inside

Chorus
Still doing time down in Jail City
Waiting for the train that never shows
Some folks say that I should move away
But I got nowhere else to go

I know exactly what they’re thinking
They see the tattoos on my hands
That mix of fear and apprehension
They see the crime but not the man

And I still see those walls surrounding me
Every time I try to close my eyes
And nothing comes, it all keeps just dragging on
Maybe I’m just better back inside

Chorus