Criminal

Somebody planted the seeds of love but her vines are killing me

It makes you feel so good you know... but it's bad, bad, bad

I guess by now I should know the score

But it's like somebody put some voodoo on me

And I don't want it in my head I can't take it no more

I feel like a wanted man I'm not a criminal

You got me in your hands and I've got nothing at all

You got me believing your someone I'm needing

But I'm brick in your wall and I'm in your hands

And I'm running... you've got me running like a criminal

I'm on the streets in the dead of night and waking up in the woods

I'm feeling dirty inside my soul but I need somebody who can help me come clean

I'm at the border down by Mexico

And I don't know which way I should turn next

Should I give it up... should I take it all the way? All the way down, down, down, down

I feel like a wanted man, I'm not a criminal

You got me in your hands and I've got nothing at all

You got me believing your someone I'm needing

But I'm brick in your wall you've got me in your hands

And I'm running... you've got me running like a criminal

I'm a broken man thet may be faded

And I don't know the time I'm facing

Yeah the lights is off my dime is up and I'm facing... facing the devil

I gotta leave it all behind...

I feel like a wanted man, I'm not a criminal

You got me in your hands and I've got nothing at all

You got me believing your someone I'm needing

But I'm a brick in your wall and you've got me in your hands

Ohhh and it's criminal.