CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Jailbreak

It ain't no secret now, my sweet one
I know you're thinking 'bout the day
When you will be long gone gone

I know you got a ticket in your pocket
A bag on the back step
Waiting for the cab to come
And take you downtown

Like a shot from a gun
Like a bat out of hell
You're making for the door
As if I had you under
Lock and key
Baby what's wrong
With your head?

This ain't no jailbreak
This ain't no jail
I'm not here to shake
You down, baby
Maybe you should just bail
'Cause I'm not trying to hold you down
I'm not your ball and chain
I gave you a piece of my heart
And all I got was pain