Gone

hi, my name is Johnny, federal prisoner 49, 3049
I have never killed anyone, but not for lack of trying
oh, the only thing I got is this feeling inside
like I’d been robbed of entire years of my life
like I woke up one morning and saw that all I had was gone
I have a wife and a son, he must be six years old, he never came along
she stopped coming after a few years, I don’t know, I never shed a tear,
she’s better off
and when you realize that you’ve been walking alone all this time
and when you realize that you’ve been sleeping on the floor instead of with
your wife
and when you realize that all you had has gone
I write to my mother, letters, at least once a week
I don’t know if anybody reads ‘em to her or if she’s able at all
I asked her how she could love me after all she’s been through
I asked her how she could love me after all she’s seen of me
she answered «I'll be the one (to) when everybody else has gone