I dug myself a heavy grave
I crawled inside, let quiet
I could have blamed him for it all
I could have blamed him, but I
I let it go, kept it for my own
Shook to the ground, those bitter things
You change the color of my mood
If you would let me I'd crawl into you
Into you, if you'd let me choose
Your worn out words won't let me move
I take up space but I fit next to you
Next to you, I'm dying too
Shook to the ground, those bitter things
'cause I've put away the things
I can't stand by watching you