St. Louis

I heard you're having trouble in St. Louis From the look of it, it seems you kind of blew it Well how could I grow tired of being useless When the more I work, the more I seem to lose it This could be the life inside of you This could be the life Please God, I never really wanted you to stop I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought And then I thought Are you growing tired of my excuses They're the only thing I have to get me through this Well it's like you said five years ago The more you live, the more you should know That's how it's supposed to go This could be the life inside of you This could be the life Please God, I never really wanted you to stop I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought Than I thought So are you having trouble in St. Louis From the look of it I'd say you really blew it Blew it So please God, I never really wanted you to stop I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought I said lease God, I never really wanted you to stop I know prison is so much less forgiving than I thought Than I thought