A Coffin In the Wrong Size

I'm doing the best that I can

But these hands and my heart were not made for digging

You like to ignore me for things that don't happen

You like to hate me for things that you did

A coffin in the wrong size goes into the earth the same by your mind

A coffin in the wrong size. I'm glad yours laid to rest, but what about mine?

The taste of your name in my mouth

The thought of you in my head

I hate you more than you know

Now I'm standing at a cold, empty grave

There's flowers in all the right places

Even some left for you, all thanks to me

I don't like when you lie for no good reason

I don't like when you're cruel and cold to the touch

A coffin in the wrong size goes into the earth the same by your mind

A coffin in the wrong size

I'm glad yours laid to rest, but what about mine?

(A coffin in the wrong size) A coffin in the wrong size goes into the earth the same by your mind

(A coffin in the wrong size) A coffin in the wrong size. I'm glad yours laid to rest, but what about mine?