Buried Alive

When she left I locked the door and pulled the shades

Now I´m living in a six room grave

All my reasons for living have d-i-e-d

So I´m living buried alive

I just exist with nothing but sorrow

I don´t know if it´s today or tomorrow

I´m through living with the world out-si-d-e

So I´m living buried alive

I just can´t believe she´s gone

I´ve been too weak to cry

I sit and wait for teardrops

To fill my lonely eyes

My headstone is just a mailbox on the street

And the flowers she planted make things complete

Now this home is like a grave ins-i-d-e

So I´m living buried alive

My headstone is just a mailbox on the street

And the flowers she planted make things complete

Now this home is like a grave ins-i-d-e

So I´m living buried alive