He read his lines right on cue
He had perfect time
But who would think that in his life
He would turn to crime
They said it must have been an act
The role he had to play
A stage too far the spotlight glow
He chose to throw way
Twilight fills his narrow room
The memory of sweet perfume
And you can’t take that away
You can’t take that away
There’s one thing in life that you do best
Just do it well and you can’t take that away
Now that he is forced to choose
And find something to do
Scraping walls with verse and rhyme
To help him to go through
But still the thought of who he was
Sneaks into his head