Private Hell

Give away a love

And then remove another too

Painted words adorn the walls Echoing untrue



I feel cold...uh huh



Promises abound,

You rarely find it to begin

Maybe I'm afraid to let you

All the way in



I guess so...uh huh



I excuse myself,

I'm used to my little cell

I amuse myself,

In my very own private hell



Lately I'm beside myself

Pretending, unconcerned

Standing on a corner

Where I threw you on a turn



I'll move on...uh huh



Flowers on a cross remain Mark an ending scene

Damn it all if blood you spill

Turn the grass more green



Life is short...uh huh



I excuse myself,

I'm used to my little cell

I amuse myself,

In my very own private hell