i ll warn you if cornered i ll scratch my way out of the pen wired an animal the claustrophobia begins you think i m scared of girls well maybe but i m not afraid of you you wanna scare me then you ll cling to me no matter what i do tell you a secret we shared a needle once or twice i loved her she loved me we slept together a couple of times you think i m proud of this well maybe but the shame you never lose infatuated with a lunatic and cornered by the muse and it goes down every night this must be what jail is really like and i will scratch my way out of this pen again lonely or maybe or maybe not it all depends your ideal your image your definition of a friend if what you re shoveling is company then i d rather be alone resentment always goes much further than it was supposed to go and it goes down every night this must be what jail is really like and i will scratch my way out of this pen and i will fall back into it again i ll warn you if cornered i ll scratch my way out of the pen wired an animal