Prison walls are closing in

punishment too great for my supposed sin

Both of us were equal as far as I can see

but she lied about her age brazenly

Her skirt so short could have been a napkin

make-up so thick couldn't see her skin

Captivated by her scent

desire, passion, potent

I never harmed a hair on her head

just took her willingly to bed

I didn't know she was fifteen

"I'm Innocent" I keep repeating