Candy Jail

Pain works on a sliding scale
 So does pleasure in a candy jail
 True love doesn't come around any more
 Than fate allows on a Monday in Ft. Lauderdale
 I came all this way to see your grave
 To see your life as written paraphrased
 I have tried be it is written on the furnace of affliction
 This is what you couldn't face
 Life in a candy jail
 Peppermint bars
 Peanut brittle bunk beds and marshmallow walls
 Where the guards are gracious
 And the grounds are grand
 And the warden keeps the data on your favorite brands
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 Jelly beans and cookie dough
 Country restroom on a radio
 I've got a number on my name
 It's hard to rise above the shame
 I'm a branded man made in the mold
 These terms engulf the waking mind
 Like cherry, grape and lemon-lime
 Like candy corn and licorice
 Like bubble gum and Swedish fish
 This happens to me all the time
 Living in a candy jail
 With peppermint bars
 Peanut brittle bunk beds
 And marshmallow walls
 Where the guards are gracious
 And the grounds are grand
 And the warden really listens
 And he understands