On the edge on the edge
I believe I'm on the edge
And through a window dirty window
And need some light and air
And she came upon my window with a Promise of love
Just lie through the skin on your teeth And she's sure to let you go
I don't really want you to leave now I'm on parole
consumed by the love of another I'm on parole
I catch my breath my smoky breath
For the first time in a century
These prison walls filthy walls look better Looking out than looking in
Then she came upon my window with a Promise of love
Just lie through the skin on your teeth And she's sure to let you go