Prison walls are closing in

punishment too great for my supposed sin



Both of us were equal as far as I can see

but she lied about her age brazenly



Her skirt so short could have been a napkin

make-up so thick couldn't see her skin



Captivated by her scent

desire, passion, potent



I never harmed a hair on her head

just took her willingly to bed



I didn't know she was fifteen

"I'm Innocent" I keep repeating