how many times must I apologize
in order for it to stick like a label to a jar
sick and tired of trying to get it off
me how long will it take to put
past years behind me patience
worn thin waiting on past tense
time in the box with time still on
the clock keys don't open doors
they only unlock I still got to knock
if they don't open soon I'm gone be
standing outside of the window
holding a rock don't mean to pry
tired of being outside let me in
sometime what I did wrong wasn't
a crime at least not at the time
when a call cost a dime it's gone
take some awhile I was a juvenile
whiling out at a shopping center
wasn't no shopping mall hit the
gate running from the law
caught by the dog arm in the
jaws almost ripped it off less than
a mile from home I wasn't lost
time changed the flaws poison
in the semen born having
withdraws in the womb
trying to kick the habit I am not
a demon give me credit I took
my charge and still can't peel
the label off the got damn jar
no matter how many times I fall
I still get caught off balance