Another Addict Faces Prison

Lost the will to live and survive
got caught up in criminal ways
drugs and guns and fugitives
that's how this story plays...

I was always in trouble
sometimes grounded or worse
I wonder why I was born at all
to this crazy life that's cursed

Being fat my whole life
never got to choose the boy
only had what was left over
even when it came to toys

There were cops all around
when they put me in handcuffs
they shoved me down on the ground
then threw me in the car

Their sirens were wailing
the blue & red lights all a glow
but I remember it like a movie
where the tape plays real slow

I should of been embarrassed
but all I was... was mad
I'd been set up by a friend
but this time is wasn't dad

Believe it or not, my dad...
he set me up one too many times
it's miracle he wasn't behind this
an army daughter lives a life of crime

He's always been embarrassed
ashamed to have me call him dad
My mom of course has always love me
even though I've never been anything but bad

The lawyer i got - says I might get off
but how will I get sober if I don't go to jail
rehabs are a joke, they don't even work
so every time I turn around I fail

Prison was the only place that saved me
They got me clean, and I began a new life
or so I thought at the time, I sure hoped
my life would be no longer be full of strife

I was clean for almost a year
then I ran into him, the old boyfriend
he was the cause of my latest demise
he pushed me hard to criminal end

I have an addiction I can't afford
and the bf's gone, left on his way
so I sold drugs to get the money
to support this habit night and day

So I am a criminal, I guess...
became the addict when my bf shared
his crack cocaine with me
then ran off and left me scared

I hated having sex for drugs
so I had somehow to make the money
so I sold part of the drugs I had
too keep on smoking up that honey

Yes, I do know better now
but an addiction is hard to beat
even though selling was wrong
I'd hoped this time, I'd land on my feet