(Billy Swan)

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 died
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 outside
So I'm living buried alive.

I just can't believe she's gone
I've been too weak to cry
Now I sit and wait for
Teardops to fill my lonely eyes.

My headstone is just a mailbox on the street
And the flowers she planted make it complete
Now this home is like a grave inside
So I'm living buried alive.

--- Instrumental ---

Yes, I'm living buried alive...