Six Foot Dug Out Holes

I've been holding on to words I can't say right
 But I know they'll sound better in the morning
 When I hold you close, sometimes I wonder why
 All the constant back and forth becomes so haunting
 The way you talk just makes my skin start crawling
 But I can't stand to be by myself at all
 I'll do better if you just stop calling
 But you can't stand to be by yourself at all
 Everything I ever said to you I really regret
 Left to pick up all pieces when you get in mess
 These are things I guess I never really got off my chest
 I know I'm a problem, baby you're no better
 We've been here a thousand times
 Not a chance of moving forward
 I know we tried so hard but it's not enough
 Well maybe in a different life, a different world
 This could all be better
 That's just wishful thinking, wishful thinking
 This irony is burning to the touch
 Everyday is the same old story
 Everyday is the same old story
 You sleep in six foot dug out holes where (I'm so sorry)
 All your words are a casket (but that's just not enough)
 And you keep going on and on 'til you're not breathing
 You sleep in six foot dug out holes where (so just tell me what you're trying to say)
 All your words are a casket (I'm so sick and tired of playing the games)
 And you keep going on and on 'til you're not breathing
 The way you talk just makes my skin start crawling
 But I can't stand to be by myself at all
 I'll do better if you just stop calling
 But you can't stand to be by yourself at all
 Everything I ever said to you I really regret
 Left to pick up all pieces when you get in mess
 These are things I guess I never really got off my chest
 I know I'm a problem, baby you're no better
 You sleep in six foot dug out holes where
 All your words are a casket
 And you keep going on and on 'til you're not breathing
 You sleep in six foot dug out holes where
 All your words are a casket
 And you keep going on and on 'til you're not breathing
 You sleep in six foot dug out holes where
 All your words are a casket
 And you keep going on and on 'til you're not breathing
 You sleep in six foot dug out holes where
 All your words are a casket
 And you keep going on and on 'til you're not breathing