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 the head?

This ain't no jailbreak, this ain't no jail
I am not here to shake you down, baby
'Cause I'm not tryin' 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

A little secret for you, my sweet thing
While you were messing around, I was gettin' my thing

Like a shot from a gun, like a bat out of hell
You're making for the door, while I, 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 am not here to shake you down, baby
'Cause I'm not tryin' 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

Later in the morning, getting you out of bed
Later in the evening, do you remember what I said?
Hey, hey I'm talking to you, are you listening?
And it's time for you to go and get your things

Like a shot from a gun, like a bat out of hell
Kicking you out the door
And I'm changing the lock and key
Baby it's time for you to get your head

This ain't no jailbreak, this ain't no jail
Hey, this ain't no jailbreak
'Cause I, I'm not here to shake you down
It's time for you to just bail
Baby you are my ball and chain
And I'm getting out of your jail
Hey hey



Credits
Writer(s): Megan Lovell, Rebecca Lovell, Christopher Seefried
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