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.