Put In The Grave

The picture up on the wall seems out of place

There's something about it I can't seem to put it away

I'm too old for starting over, too stubborn to change

Let me out of this prison, I cannot escape

Since the love we had died and it's been put in the grave

You took the dresser now I guess I'll have to finish the paint

Should I burn this place to the ground or redecorate

I'm too old for starting over, too stubborn to change

Let me out of this prison, I cannot escape

Since the love we had died and it's been put in the grave