Where Do I Hide

Got a criminal record, I can't cross state lines
 First on the bad list, and you're last on mine
 Lookin for a scapegoat, long past due
 Walking down the aisle, staring straight at you
 I still hear him screaming "where do I hide?"
 And all he asks and I say "hurry inside"
 He said, she said, No she don't
 Be back before morning, You know she won't
 I remember that summer, like yesterday
 And I remember his mother, As he was dragged away
 I still hear him screaming "where do I hide?"
 And all he asks and I say "hurry inside"
 A whole lot of memories
 Yours and not mine
 And he asks and I say "hurry inside"
 Got a criminal record, I can't cross state lines
 First on the bad list, and you're last on mine
 Lookin for a scapegoat, long past due
 Walking down the aisle, staring straight at you
 I still hear him screaming "where do I hide?"
 And all he asks and I say "hurry inside"
 A whole lot of memories
 Yours and not mine
 And he asks and I say "hurry inside"